I pressed my tonguedeep, learning her tastes so intimately. She turned around and releasedmy bonds, and gave me some water. "How are you feeling my si...ssy?" sheasked. "Loved and owned my Mistress," I replied. Mistress smiled andreached down to my chastity. "Yes you are my sissy. You see this redcolor on your lock? I filled it with your pretty red nail polish so nowthe key is as useless as your clitty and with the spikes attached it wontbe coming off again anytime soon." Thank you mistress,. "But Honeybuns, you haven't told me yethow Bea talked you into joining us for this fabulous night. To dowhatever we do. Especially looking the way you do, like one of the ...uh... girls. What happened? Does Bea have something on you? Did shecatch you slipping into her little silky nothings, and then shame youinto wearing more of them? Do you have your own panty collection? Areyou also a secret swinger?" Pearl lifted her face toward me, waitingfor some dishy confessions."Well..." I. And finally I suggested that when I snapped my fingers once she would again enter into this state of high suggestibility and be totally beholden to me, and when I snapped them two times that she would return to her normal self and have only dim recollections of what had been happening. Then I slowly brought her up out of the hypnotic trance, until she was sitting up and blinking. ‘How do you feel?’ I said. ‘I feel great,’ she said. She giggled. ‘I feel kind of shy around you though, which I. At the same time, I reached back around to stroke her clitoris easily but steadily. The appearance of the stewardess had startled me, and most of the urgency for release that had built up from her stroking my hard-on had subsided, so it was a nice, long, easy fuck, punctuated by her gentle spasms in orgasm three times before my cock pressure built up to the point of no return. I came with the most excruciating pleasure I had felt in my life (actually for the last month, but you know how easy it.