Yes Mistress they both said and smiled at me – follow us – Mistress left me and went to join a large man who also smiled as I was taken behind som...e d****s – dress of pansy fag they said – they knew – worry not dear you are not our first and will no doubt not be our last pansy fag Mistress brings to be measured and dressed. The measured chest, waist – ladies waist and his and my height and leg length feeling my panty they also noted the cage – wow already caged this one must be hot for sure –. . ."The opportunity to have a bit of fun at Moore's expense was simply toogood to pass up. Dropping my chin a smidge, I gave him the mostbeguiling smile I could manage as I looked back up at him through mylashes. "I know. Scary, isn't it?"I doubt if scary was the word that was going through his mind at thatmoment. Fortunately, he didn't share it with me. Easing back in hisseat, Moore brought a hand up to his chin, rubbing it as he factored inthis new bit of data to his scheme. "This could be a. Lez, this girl is madly in love with you, so I want you to go back and we’ll see how she reacts, but I think that you’ve got yourself a love slave that will do anything, and I do mean anything for you.” I started massaging Pam’s breasts again, pulling on her nipples, in fact I wanted to see if what Christy had said was true so I really got rough with Pam’s tits by pulling and twisting her nipples hard, intentionally trying to hurt her to see how she would react. Pam started moaning, I mean a. Paired with the sleeveless cotton blouse, so thin it was almost see-thru, she knew she looked like a tramp. That was the whole point. Today, she was a slut. A slut who was going to get what she deserved somewhere along the trail. Her excitement grew as she walked the trail at a moderate pace, as did her arousal. Before she’d gone half a mile there was a noticeable darkness staining the crotch of her shorts and her nipples had swollen into small peaks that poked obscenely against her tight top. .