“Now slut, put your arms around my neck and hold on.” I did what I was told as you picked me up and carried me over to the right side of the bed. ...Suspended from the ceiling was a black swing that my legs slipped through and then my back rested on a piece. This leaves my entire cunt and ass open for torture. You sat me in the swing and got me situated. After I was settled you walked away and brought over your black duffel bag. “I’m glad to see you have the nipple clamps on slut, because that is. First came the foam pads that I slipped into my panties, then the pantybrief and pantyhose. On the bed was the corselet that Mary had picked out for me, and as I fastened up the eleven hooks in the front I felt my waist shrinking. Then I pulled the laces as tight as I could stand and my waist grew even smaller.I picked up the dress, it was one of mom's best ones, and held it against me before I slipped it over my head and zipped it up. The material closed around my new shape, easily. ... wow."I grinned at her as she looked down at me, her eyes sparkling. "I aim to please." Mags laughed and nodded, "you sure do."I looked back over my shoulder at the screen, where Jolanda sat with a look on her face that I recognized as post-orgasmic bliss. "Did you enjoy that?" I asked into my webcam, and Jolanda nodded vehemently. "Fuck yes, that was awesome," she said, "best orgasm ever thanks to you two."I sat up on my knees, Mags pulling her legs back and under her as she sat sideways on. .. none." Burt spoke as carefully as he could, not realizing that hewas making just as many mistakes.The earl grunted doubtfully, frowning. Carefully Burt descended the restof the way and trembled as the Earl took 'his daughter's' slender armand led him into dinner.During the meal. the Earl and his quests stared with astonishment atLady Ann. The guests were amused at her impersonation of a Yorkshireyokel, but the earl was not. In the past he had reproved her many timesfor imitating the dreadful.