“And, and everyone in band was buzzing about your guitar performance in your music class. Damn, Mike, that gift you got from the Energy guys sure se...ems to be working out for you, for all of us actually.”I’m sure I was blushing profusely as I listened to Cathy and Paul’s stories about what transpired during band practice. “You know how it is when the Little-Man pushes your buttons,” I replied. “Well, he finally pushed the wrong one with me and I just felt, you know, FELT like I had to take on. Everything that had happened had been so amazing and filled her with absolute rapture. She had submitted so completely to Mistress when she accepted her collar, but as Penny had offered her as a sacrifice to Mistress's dominance, Sandy had felt something even deeper. She was more than simply a submissive slave to her dominant Mistress, she was a vessel of submission, channeling it and allowing others, even women as strong as Penny, to let go and find the submission they craved.As she thought. Have you ever listened to the Messiah?"It sounded like opera, and the answer, in any event, was definitely no."Well," she said, "it's loaded with passages from Isaiah, to give the idea that Jesus' arrival as the Messiah was all pre-ordained. So I just have the feeling that next week I'm going to be a very lonely voice in a very loud crowd." Don't worry," I assured her. "I'll be there for you." I know it," she sighed.To be honest, it didn't sound as if she knew it. At the moment, though, I had. Was this urine? I held them up to my face and sniffed. No, this was the smell of a woman’s pussy; a woman that was sexually excited. I felt a tingle in my pussy. She must have just taken them off when she was getting dressed to go out. I wondered what other kinds of under things she wore. I went back into the bedroom and over to the dresser. I found Amy’s underwear drawer. I couldn’t believe all of the sexy things. There were all kinds of panties; thongs, lace, fishnet, see-though, and.