She walked into the room slowly, like she always did. She gave me a weak smile, as though she too had feared this moment. I stood and went to her. "Li...sten, Ifeoma, just let me talk for a second, ok?" I asked."Ok," she whispered back."Ok..." I paused not knowing how to begin. Several times I started but then something kept holding me back. Courage, I needed courage. Finally I looked into her eyes and her beauty stilled me. I knew what I had to say. "Ok, I'm just going to be honest with you,. I moved the glass toy deeper and deeper into my wet pussy, while I rubbed my magic wand all over my clit.The new toy was much thicker than my other toys, so it felt especially nice in my warm and wet pussy. There were ridges all around the toy and when I put it deeper and deeper into my pussy, it would make all these kinds of squelching wet sounds, while I fucked myself.Next, I turned my magic wand on higher and moved the glass toy in deeper and deeper into my cunt. I was now moaning and. Anything she told me to do I did as she pulled the edges of the material this way and that, checking, she claimed, to make sure it fit correctly. But I knew she just wanted to make me feel uncomfortable."Stand straight, hands behind your head, feet apart." She called.Immediately I stood in position and said, "Yes ma'am." Now, tell me. Have you been a good sissy, or a bad sissy?" Thoughts quickly swarmed my head. The things I had done. Things I had thought. I knew the answer she wanted. The. She finished with long false eyelashes, twosets of them. Every time I blinked they fluttered. It was shamefulbeyond bearing. Max sat on the edge of the bed and patted his lap."Get over here, Pansy Panties," he barked. "That's terrible, the way youmade yourself look to attract men."What? No. It wasn't me who had made-up my face. I didn't want to drawmale attention. This was spinning out of control. I got near him and hegrabbed my arm to drag me over his lap. The panties didn't cover.