Grabbing the clamps and plug she turned, opened the door and quietly padded out of the room, closing the door behind her. I quickly ran, and from anot...her bag, pulled out our video camera. Up until now, we had never filmed any of our episodes, so I knew that the introduction of the camera here would make this episode that much more humiliating. She would know that it would mean we would be able to watch her humiliation over and over, and if I chose, I could then also show it to someone else,. ;)"I stared at the message for a while. And my horniness suddenly came backwith full intensity. My guilt was instantly swallowed up and I lookeddown at my tiny little boobies. The thought of filling up a sexycheerleader outfit, especially for someone who would appreciate it, wassuddenly a massive turn on."Oh no, no, no, no Alex!" I whispered sadly as I felt myself stand. Hewanted tits? I could go for some tits. At this point I had succumb to myfeminine side again, and auto pilot kicked in as I. "Who could that be?" Sheasked. "I wasn't expecting anyone today." Melissa shrugged."Judy?" Asked a man from outside the door to the parlor."Aaron! Come in, we were just talking about the case. Melissa, this isAaron Bosko, my lawyer. Aaron, this is Melissa." How do you do Melissa," Aaron smiled and extended his hand. "I'veheard a great deal about you. I was expecting, however, to see wingsand a halo."Melissa blushed."Oh hush," Judy laughed. "You'll give her a big head. What brings youaround?" I. And now…It always began the same way, and Anita loved the whole ritual of it. Maybe that was the best part: When she hurried through the door her husband Don would be sitting in the living room, reading a book or magazine. And even though the front door was well within his line of sight, on Slave Night he never looked up or acknowledged her presence in any way.Because she wasn’t really there - not yet.So, Anita would simply drop her purse and laptop by the door and hustle up the stairs as.