Alright, this might work after all.One more rule. You always wear the underwear I last fucked you in. You canwear your man costume over that if your f...eeling kinky, but I don't wantyou forgetting what you are underneath, not even for a moment. And anytimeI text you, I want you to hurry up to my room and ready to serve.Understood?"I didn't have a choice. I tried to tell myself it was because he wasblackmailing me...and for the most part it was. But another part of me wasgrateful I could use that. I felt Chuck's eyes on mybreasts several times during the meal, but pretended not to notice.After they finished eating, I made them another drink and then theyretired to the family room while I cleaned up the kitchen.When I was done with the cleanup, I walked into the family room.Chuck stood up and announced, "It's playtime, let's go to the bedroom."Pat hurried off, but he took me by the hand and turned me to face him.He smiled and said, "So you will never wear panties and a bra ehsissy?"I. What was worse was how her skin seemed to be covered in chills as she sobbed thinking about what was going to happen to her. He heart was pounding against her chest and her stomach was in knots. She looked a real mess. She had almost no makeup left and her hair was frizzy and a pale red. She had thrown on a bra to go with her sundress after finding one. She didn’t want to disappoint him so she had tried to make herself look as pretty as possible as she turned deep into some woods. At the end of. "God, I can hardly stand it!" Peggy's eyes looked glazed, drugged. "Oh Denise, the feeling, it's incredible!"This isn't happening, Denise kept repeating in her mind. This can't be happening. She winced as Peggy squeezed her hand even tighter, and she knew for certain that this was happening.God, this was embarrassing! Even though Peggy was the one performing this filthy act with the dog, Denise felt her own face burning with shame. The shame came from deep inside Denise, from the part of her.