I turned the spot lightto shine on the machine. Father faltered as he was led to the waitingunit. We did not let go. I turned father so that his back ...was to theseat. "Priscilla, you are the first but not the last to be installedinto this machine. You will not enjoy this experience. You are notsupposed to. You are a sissy. This is how sissies are to be treated. Nowyou must say: Please strap be into this machine and make me the sissy Ihave always known myself to be.Father looked at each of us.. And then, she felt a tender licking and sucking on her ankles and feet. She pressed her chin against her chest and gazed down at Buttercup’s arse which was hovering over her stomach while her tongue busied itself lower down. Each lick, each nip of Buttercup’s teeth, each stroke of her beautiful classically contoured hands sent a tremor of delight through her body. She shuddered and shook, as Buttercup worked her way up patiently from her ankles, to her knees, ever upwards, her bum moving closer. This outfit screamed sex appeal and, as I suspected, left very little to the imagination. My massive breasts perkily hung free with the strips of leather all around, providing no purpose but to drive men and women alike wild with out kinky it appeared. The tan lines of my breasts seemed to contrast even more now that the black leather was surrounding them. I turned around and saw the black string of my thong disappearing between my ass cheeks, the square openings the leather strips formed doing. ’ Matt closed the trunk and walked over to the driver’s door. ‘Well, then, Michelle,’ he told her, ‘we’re going to Hillton through Down, do you know how to get there?’ Michelle climbed into the back seat as Nick sat in front. ‘I know how to get there,’ she muttered. ‘It’s all farmland and hills, then all of a sudden you’re in this big city.’ Nick stifled a chuckle. ‘What, is Down a timy little village or something?’ ‘Actually yes, it is,’ she replied dryly. ‘There are two main streets in Down,.