She couldn’t help the farting noises either but carried on with a bright red face.When all was done She was lead back to the bed where the clothes, ...Loraine had chosen for her, lay piled on the bed.She looked through the clothes. ?Sorry madam but you forgot the bra and panties, madam.??I didn’t forget them, your not wearing any today!?Barbara dressed as quick as she could whilst Loraine did too.She was led back into the bathroom where Loraine did her make-up and hair for her.Pleased with her. I was also becoming very wet thinking of it. I took a deep calming breath and decided to end this game of hers. I showered and as I was toweling off I went to see what Marsha had left for me. The most obvious were the 6 inch ‘fuck me ‘heels. They were stunningly beautiful and I would have enjoyed her gift of them to me if it was not for the other items. A leather collar and four cuffs lay there waiting for me. Now I appreciate good craftsmanship but these restraints were exceptional. They were. She says “good, you should see her slave. She's beautiful. I dohope she's bi. If she is I don't know what good you are for me besides doingthe house work chores.” I'm crushed by these words. “well I'lljust have to find out, but that won't be today. She's confessed a great dealabout herself already. And it's a miracle she didn't run out the door the minuteshe saw us.” i nod again. ‘Things certainly are changing aroundhere aren't they slave?” i nod. A my then came into the playroom. Mistress. "Chris went to read her paper. I pulled on my pantyhose, put on the highheels, slipped my nightie over my head and walked my female walk to thekitchen. I made a big breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast and orange juice.Then setting the table, I served my MASTER. She didn't bother to thankme for all of my efforts, just told me to clean up the mess while sheread the paper."Change the linens on the bed." She ordered without even looking upfrom her newspaper.I went to the bedroom, pulled the sheets from.