I have not yet finished with you, but you will be home by six for your husband.' It was if the cruel insults had never happened.Miss Jones walked unst...eadily up the hill and Sir picked her up. They drove quickly to some woods and Miss Jones soon realised that Sir expected her to empty his balls again. The benefits for him were increasing, would they for her?In the woods, Sir was even more dominant, thrusting his cock deep into her throat. He gripped her hair in two bunches, pulling her head. ”He swats my left asscheek, making me jump just a little and the toys inside me make everything clench as I move forward to the restroom.Entering, I see a lady in a uniform standing by the door next to a cabinet and a closet full of clothing with tags hanging off each velvet hanger. Entering a large stall, I slowly remove the toys from my cunt and ass, using the facilities before taking advantage of the generous moist towelettes placed by the commode. I slide the ben wa balls back inside me. I felt absolutely beautiful.As I walked back to Lisa, she said, "You need to take a shorter stridewhen you wear heels." She stood and walked with me. "Now," she continued,"I want you to put one foot slightly in front of the other." She put onehand on my ass, which made me aware of the movement of my ass from side toside. "Feel that? The higher your heels are, the more I want your ass towiggle. Now let's go for the big prize."She changed me into the red pumps. I stood up, but wasn't used to. She grasped a small fistful of it and pulled it forward to see that itwas now long and silky and had shifted from its familiar earthy brown toa deep jet black. The hand that clutched it had also changed, becomingthin and somewhat frail in appearance, the skin pale and immaculatelysmooth.Oh, goodness, it had happened so fast. She hadn't felt a thing and nowit was done. She allowed the hair to fall from her grasp yet continuedto stare at the decidedly feminine hand. In spite of the shock, she.