It reminds you of your status and makes your bodycompletely available for whatever I want to do to it. You will always addressme with a respectful ton...e of voice. I don't want to hear 'I want' or ' I need'from you. In order to be respectful you must be humble and submissive. So whatI want is 'My Lady, may I please' or 'My Lady, I humbly request'. Also, I suggestthat you never interrupt me and never disagree or question me. You are notto touch me or any article of my clothing without my. It was getting too much again for Fay as she broke contact with Jack’s cock, her head down as she slowly stroked his meat pushing her finger deeper in his ass again. ‘You fucking bastard, Jack,’ exclaimed Fay. Despite the clammy heat of Fay’s thighs almost boxing Jack’s ears, he could clearly hear Fay’s exhortations. He acknowledged her by flicking the tip of her tongue hard under the hood of her swollen clit several times. He had learnt enough of Fay’s cunt to know how to drive her mad with. "Why this is beautiful," cried Jenny as she lay on the bed with the colours of leaded window lights warming her harlequinesque torso, "It's everything I could have wished for. Come here Bev I want to give you a big kiss for all this."I was still wearing a body stocking and I slithered across the satin sheets to hug Jenny to me. It was her turn for the harness and we decided that because we would be alone all day, except for our friends, we would be able to walk around the grounds unmolested. We. . this isn't right." She unbuttoned her uniform shirt. Somehow,it had become a one-piece with her pants. They fell to the ground.Beneath it, a dark pink tube top struggled to contain a pair of 36-Cbreasts. Her waist had narrowed, the flesh pooling around her hips andbuttocks - she was _packing_ now. She wore a pair of dark blue jeans,the legs shredded to form a sort of skirt that flowed about her verylong, well-formed legs.Her friend seemed astonished. "Matt, what... what the - my.