Her pleated pink skirt was micro short and held up horizontal bya froth of petticoats. Her sissy clit felt strange so she lifted the hemof the skirt t...o look. She gasped at the sight of the pink girly knickers.They had so many frills that it was hard to distinguish them from thefroth of petticoats! Fumbling she lifted the waistband to find her sissyclit encased in a pink chastity cage......but there was no lock, it wasone piece and therefore permanent!As she was looking down she found a pink. ”“Here’s your new modern bathroom Mom, instead.”“Oh, how nice, thank you! How convenient! How sparkling clean and shining!” Mom’s eyes sparkle more brightly than the fixtures. She goes in and closes the door. After a few minutes, I hear the toilet flush.“Baby?” I’m summoned. The door clicks and opens. “How does this shower work?”It’s a high tech, big knob, near infinitely adjustable temperature, combined valve control. Confusing to anyone whose never seen one before, but quite simple to operate. Alongside, she was also cooperating by moving her waist up and down to maximize the experience.After some time, she took the charge and we did women on top position. She rode my dick like a cowgirl, and I’s relaxing and enjoying the view of the bouncing boobs and satisfaction of sweet pain on her face. When I noticed her reaching the climax, I increased the speed and we came.We were panting like dogs after the wonderful session. We took bath together under the shower and got freshened up. We. Only just managing to hold still the slave goes weak at the knees. Feeling the cock in his hand stiffen rapidly, the Master smiles, knowing he will own this boy, and slowly runs his hand up the slaves belly over hard nipples before pushing down on the boy's shoulder. "You know you belong on your knees, don't you, boi?" "Yes, sir." The easiest words to ever leave the slave's lips. Glancing down at the slave the Master says to the Mistress, "Take him into the bathroom, there's some.