.. When you are at work or with your family youare the Mike they know. When you are alone by yourself or alone with me,you are Mike the makeup wearing... sissy boy. Wearing makeup makes youhappy. (I couldn't resist putting this command in there) Because I amyour sister in law and I love you dearly and only want what makes youhappy, wearing Mary Kay makeup and only Mary Kay makeup that you purchasefrom me will make you happy. Wearing any other makeup will not make youhappy. Do you understand. " She looked at me, a little bit lost, and replied: "OK, it's your turn, you will pay for it. Let me go to the toilet and during this time exchange your place with mine and choose the story that you will try to read". I was so exited. I could not wait anymore, I wanted more. I wanted her naked against me, I wanted to caress her, lick her,....., I wanted to make love with her.She quickly returned to me. I could see in her eyes that she had planned something.I started reading when she put a. I did not want to cum again but it only took a few moments and Mandi had me shaking once again in orgasm. I was then released from my restraints and two men assisted me to my feet. Actually they held me up since there was anyway I could have made my muscles work. My dress was slipped over my head and I was taken to my limo where I collapsed into the backseat. An inky blackness washed over me and I do not remember the ride home.Jason, the limo driver, helped me from the back of the limo and when. "Do we have to walk through them?" she asked timidly.Buttercup pointed ahead at a line of wire and fence no more than half a mile away. "That's where we want to go. And unless we also want to get killed, we've got no choice. It's either ahead or back!"Tracey nodded. But fuck! This was not going to be easy. Despite the urgency of their situation they walked, rather than ran, through the lines of dead soldiers, unable to take their gaze off the horror of what they were soon surrounded by. Bodies.