"No. What?" I replied, unaware that I was being set up."A foot massage," she stated.I didn't answer, as I didn't realize at first what she was gettin...g at.After a moment, she pressed on, "Would you mind Danni?" she asked, gazingin my eyes with a look of wanting. "Giving me a foot massage? Please?"she asked.She was serious. I didn't see how I could refuse her. This wasobviously my "make up" act of contrition for being late.Acquiescing to the inevitable, unless I wanted to pour water all over. Donna unbuttoned Becca’s shirt. “Can I feel them?” Donna asked. Becca moaned a soft inaudible response. I unfastened Becca’s bra and slipped the straps from her shoulders, and past her elbows. Becca slipped out of her bra. She had perfectly shaped 38C cup breasts and her nipples were strong and pointy, setting on the very end of her luscious globes. I playfully teased them with my fingers as Donna placed her hands on top of mine. I pulled Becca’s long brown hair to the side and gently kissed. "You are such a sissy. Meet me in the bedroom." I pick myself up and almost trip on my pretty dress. As I enter the bedroom Master is stripping off his pants and I stand there with my head down. When he is done he commands me to come here on all fours and worship his feet and legs. I come as fast as I can and start to lick and suck his toes as if they are little cocks. Sucking each toe and licking his foot. I move up his leg licking and kissing until I reach his groin. Master is getting. The it was my turn to dress. I started with a pair of pink stockings. Then I placed the matching garter on my hips, straightened it and attached the garters. Then a pink push-up bra. Next came a full panty, also in delicate pink. I pulled the panties up over my legs and past my balls and over my cock. The silky nylon felt so good on my ass, and by the time I put on m y dressing robe my cock was leaking precum. Darryl wanted a wig that made him look like a slut, but I liked myself the way I am.