She is already so whipped and complacent, I thought looking at her. Iwill have her emasculated so completely she will no longer even rememberher form...er attempts at manhood and she will be an obedient servant whodevotes herself entirely to my pleasure and making me happy. She wasmeant to serve, and she seems to have little willingness to struggle orresist me even a little which points to being able to take her muchdeeper into subjugation and submission much faster than I had planned.Her aunt. ”He smiled and proffered a wink.“Maybe the party needs a good-looking sexy nurse to attend to it.”I leaned in closer to where he stood and whispered, “Who are you?” I could barely get my words out. I was smitten and flustered. Suddenly, I noticed the paper clips to my tunic had failed and I was showing off quite a bit of cleavage. The bottom of my pushup bra and most of my breasts were clearly on full display.His hand found its way to an opening in my tunic. His touch sent a shiver through me. A warm smile graces his sculpted lips and I awkwardly smile back. “Hi,” he gently says, taking my hand before I can snatch it away. “Hey,” I barely whisper. I watch him kiss the back of my hand, keeping it close to him. I don’t make an effort to pull it away. I want to be hopeful, as sad as it sounds, that he still thinks about me. “How have you been?” I ask. “Busy, y’know,” he wistfully replies. “Not really,” I shrug, causing him to smile. “I’ve missed your wit,” he remarks but his warmth. The cool wind making her nipples stand erect. The danger of being discovered and the breeze was actually having a very stimulating effect throughout her body.'This isn't bad, ' she thought to herself as she continued stripping.Next to come off were her shoes and socks. The feeling of the cool grass between her toes added to her stimulation. Next to go were her shorts and panties. There stood Riverdale's blonde beauty, Betty Cooper. Her young firm breast enhancing her slender figure. Just by.