..uh..yes Mistress, I understand," she said. The cowering mother followed the Mistress to her assigned work area and began cleaning. As the guests and... other workers walked by and stared at her Kimberly felt so humiliated being on display for all to see, but she kept thinking of the money that she was earning. It was a few hours into her shift and Kimberly was about to get ready to go home. Only a few more details to take care of and her first day would be over. But just as she began looking. I thanked him properly for the next three strikes before I felt him run his fingertips up and down my slit a few times. A breath hissed between my teeth. “Good girl,” he crooned while I shivered against him, I resisted the urge to rock back against his hand while he teased, “you’re so swollen, did you like that?” I shook my head and bit my lip. “Tell me baby, tell me what it does to you,” he coaxed as he stroked my flesh with his fingertips, brushing my clit and making my body tense and. The black man watched with pleasure as his hand teased the last spurts of cream from his new sissy. Hot white jizz dripped down his black knuckles. He held his hand to Honey’s mouth and she lapped his fingers clean without being asked; she knew her place.The black man then bound his sissy ready for the journey; ankles bound, and a ball gag strapped in place, Honey’s little cock was erect again as the black man took a little something from his pocket.“A gift for my new sissy; this will please. It was after one of those private parties that the chauffeur, having had enough of this demonic Lolita from hell, decided to break protocol and seek an audience with his employer. Standing before his oak desk in his study, the overweight and nervously sweating chauffeur reluctantly relayed the scenes he had been witness to, of Hollys drunken whoring with her female pals, fucking swarthy young men by the dozens as she lavished money, drinks and gifts on them, all from Harolds own bank accounts..