. please let me getup!I decide to roll onto my front, though I have to twist my head to oneside because of the gag protruding from it... which is diff...icult andpainful in the neck corset. Also my rock hard cock, rubbing against thefloor is more than a little uncomfortable.Even worse as I try and push my legs up to raise my hips, it feels likeI'm trying to fuck the rug... in fact I'm so aroused I'm tempted to, butno.. I want Mistress... or at least her boot. I groan again even as Istruggle,. So we sort of circled each other. Mary Louwould be a tough customer in the "sleep"wearcompetition. I figured her for lacy, white nightclothes that exposed her quite-suckable nipples andadorable little tinkler. She would probably win thatphase as the judges went with traditional sissyvalues. I was guessing that Rhonda, who had worndelicious, elegant girlie clothes all her life, wouldwin the evening gown competition.In the spirit of competitive research, I had suckeddown large dollops of cum from. " Who may I say is calling?" John Flintkote," said Jack."One moment please." Arthur Carlbury. What can I do for you, Mr. Flintkote?" Mr. Carlbury..." Art, please." Only if you call me Jack." Certainly. What can I do for you, Jack?" Art, this might be way out of line, but I need new beds ... frames and all." I have your card number, how many and what size?" There's a bed called California King," Jack said."I've heard of it. Hold on."Jack was on hold for seconds."Jack?" I'm here, Art." I'll call. .so do you have a sinus problem, Sam? Iknow I didn't use this kleenex so I guess you must have. Did you, Sam?Huh? Did you use this kleenex? Did you blow your nose with it, huhSam..did you?" He was speechless and just looked at the floor."Well...I think there is more to this than a sinus problem." She thenbrought the kleenex closer to where she could look at it."Eeeuwwww....this is totally soaked Sam." Then she sniffed it. "Sam, Ithink I know what this is and it's not from your nose. Is it? Is.