"Oh please, please Auntie" begged Chrissy, tears streaming down hisface."Please what, Chrissy? Would you like to make spurties in your pantiesand pret...ty satin dress?" Yes please Auntie, oh I'm begging you." Go on then, beg Sarah, tell her what you want," said Auntie, laughing."Please Sarah, I want to make spurties in my panties wearing my prettysatin dress." said Chrissy, totally shamed and humiliated."Well ok then sissy boy," said Auntie. "However, I think one more changeis in order. Those. ”“And you tripped,” said Bobby.“I was crying. I couldn’t see where I was going.”“So I hurt you?” His voice sounded anguished.“No.”“But you were crying,” he reminded her.“I panicked. I was overwhelmed. I couldn’t face the fact that ... I love you.”“So you love me?” His voice rose.“Didn’t I just say that?”“Well, yeah, but I wasn’t expecting that. I was expecting you to say we had to stop seeing each other, or something.”“And you thought I’d dress like this to give you that news?” She smiled for. "Oh, God! I'm gonna come," she practically screamed. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Uhuhuh, here I come." With that she went limp in my arms as I pulled my hand from her and brought them to my mouth. "Ummmm! You taste delicious! I should just eat you now." "No, now it's my turn. I'm sure I can make you very happy." She pulled herself up against me and kissed me deep and yet softly. Her lips played across my mouth feeling warm and tender, almost like a soft breath against my lips. She stroked my chest with her. The earlier days of frenetic activity in the Dungeon had ended. Now it was always there if a person felt the need, there was always someone for whatever form of torture or sexual intimacy was desired, so recreational activities, work and study fitted together seamlessly for the entire community. Tonight Dana was discussing her proposal with Greg, Marcie, David and Pam, answering any questions they had while they all tried to get to grips with what would be required and the impacts of these.