She felt the pleasure-throb of cruel power within her. What Heaven it was to have that power – to be in her position – and what equal Hell it must... be to be a slave – and in theirs. One day, she thought, I really might let them couple before me. That might be most amusing. They would, however, have to pay a penalty for such an unusual pleasure.It was that moment that the news arrived. Myron was kneeling at her feet fastening the golden boots whilst Nerine was in the act of fastening the. She had completely removed hershirt and was sitting in the passenger’s side withoutany attempt to cover up. Her heavy breasts bouncedsoftly as the car vibrated down the road. Ginger foundit harder and harder to keep her eyes off her friend.She made a concerted effort to watch the road. “That’swhat you did. If it’s my turn, I have to outdo you,right?”“I guess,” Ginger replied.“So what am I going to do?”“Are you looking for me to dare. The breeze blewaround my legs and ruffled the hem of my dress around my thighs. Thefeeling of my lacy slip and dress against my nylon encased legs was likenoting I had felt before, and it served as a constant reminder of myfeminized state. It felt nice. I could feel the straps of my braagainst my shoulders. The heels made me walk with mincing, girlishlittle steps. At first, it was hard to find my balance, but soon, I waswalking in a smooth, delicate, hip swinging steps. Stacy noticed. But I just couldn't help myself; it was far to exciting to stop now. Just then I heard Beth's voice. 'Hey! What's going on?' The guy at her head had his arms under hers and his big black hands clamped firmly on her tits. She looked down and seeing this, said. 'My word, what big hands you've got.' The first guard said 'It's OK Miss, were just taking you for some fun.' 'Oh goody!' I knew where the First Aid Centre was so I rushed over there quickly so I could find somewhere to hide and hopefully.