It also didn't take me long to figure out, that Janice and I were more or less the same sizes. I was in most things still smaller than her, but most o...f her clothes fit. With that knowledge, each and every babysitting night alone at their house, became a sexual adventure, into the pleasures of feminine lingerie.It had to come then as it did, a date with fate so powerful that it almost destroyed me.For some time I was no longer satisfied with only wearing a panty, a bra, a girdle, a slip or a. I wait for Mistress to give me the sweet release I know her punishment will bring.My eyes are covered with a black blindfold. She ties it too tight, pulling the satin fabric across my eyes. My world goes dark. A moment later I feel the soft leather straps of her cat ‘o nine tails trailing across my bare back. My body tenses. Until this moment, I just thought Mistress Chelsea was playing her role, but now I know she is truly mad.She has never used this toy on me before. It has hung on the. " Yeah, Mrs. Dymond, I just thinking about a meeting I went to yesterdaywith Diane and Tammy. It was really fun and I'd like to go next week, butmy parent's might not let me go and I hope they change their minds!" Mikeexplained."What kind of a meeting was it, Mike?"Realizing that he probably shouldn't tell her the truth, Mike hemmed andhawed for a couple seconds then blurted out, "It was a Brownie meetingand I had so much fun making a necklace and baking cookies and everythingjust like all the. I gasped.Tyler grabbed my hips and we waited for my insides to quit spasming.My eyes met his. I wanted to watch his face the way he had watched mine, and I wanted to do to him what he had done me when he rode my cock. Experimentally, I circled my hips. Tyler's eyes drooped. It felt good to me as well. I rocked forward and back, and my dick slid up and down his belly. Tyler arched back against the chair, lifting his hips, driving up me, his eyes watching mine. I grabbed his shoulders and rocked.