See? That's my chastity sheath: it keeps my sissy clitty tucked back neatly. Yes, it looks like lace, but it feels all thick if I try to play with mys...elf, so I can't come without permission, and sometimes it, well, it sort of pulses and strokes me- it feels so good, Miss! - But of course it always reminds me of my Mistress' ownership.No, of course I didn't want to be a maid, not even for a beautiful woman like Mistress Anne. Well, not at first, anyway. She kept me in very strict bondage, and I. She was moaning around the tongue in her mouth and pushing forward at the finger invading her and when the guys gently pushed her to her knees she didn't fight them. She already had a cock in her mouth when she finally realized what was happening to her and she pulled away from the two guys and stumbled back into the party.She was looking for me, but didn't see me right away and then someone put a drink in her hand and then she was led back out onto the dance floor. Another hour passed by. We were only a long car ride from Houston – about three hours. Why did she have to be there over the weekend? And what kind of company had off-site meetings on a cruise ship?I'd never had any reason to doubt what she told me. At least until this b.s. story about the next meeting / cruise ship was concerned. Now, I was worried. It occurred to me that I didn't know her at all. Just that she loved sex and, seemingly, loved sex with me. Did she really love me? Was she a stable person? She liked. Dass niemand mich verstehen kann. Mein Schicksal sehe ich vor mir, es l?uft vor meinen Augen ab, ich sehe, wohin alles f?hren wird, und doch kann ich nichts dagegen unternehmen. Ich bin wie eine Drogens?chtige, die einfach nicht lassen kann. Wie vom Teufel besessen oder in den Klauen einer Sekte. Ich kann nicht von ihr lassen. Ich bin ihr verfallen.Und alles nur aus Begierde, Perversion, Geilheit. Wie ein Tier benehme ich mich. Wir beide sind Gottesanbeter. Sie ist das Weibchen. Ich bin das.