Brenda grabbed a bottle of wine and walked towards her front door when she heard knocking. Brenda opened the door and stood face to face with Tabatha.... Both women were again caught off guard and froze. Brenda was stunned by the beauty of Tabatha. She was full figured like Brenda but a couple inches shorter with long dark hair. Tabatha finally stammered that she recognized Brenda and wanted to start clean and showed Brenda a note that was planning to deliver to Brenda explaining such to her.. It is between my legs. Joe grabs some rope and loops it through my right elbow, passes it behind the post and then through the left elbow. As he pulls the rope tight it pulls my arms behind me and with my wrists attached to my new steel belt I have no option but to press my body back into the post. Joe tightens the rope, tighter, shoulders beginning to strain, the DD’s are standing out proud, nipples erect, mounds solid, covered in drool from the ball gag. Once secured Joe comes to the front. "For some reason, you just know that what this man was telling you was completely true. And yet, assuming this wasn't really a dream, this seemed too good to be true. After a moment, you ask, "What's the catch?" There's no catch," he replies, "Simply put the one you want around your neck, and you will wake up in your bed with it in your possession."Despite still believing that what Mr. Light was saying was the truth, you are suddenly much more suspicious of his intentions. Warily, you ask, "Why. Sherry or one of her bitches will ask me which panty I have on and I reply with the correct information, causing much laughter. I am more than willing to prove it to them, even if it does shock the hell out of them. My panty collection has grown, as has other clothing that Sherry and a few close friends have picked out for me. When I model my new clothes, I remind them that it must stay between us. Her friends have seen me naked in a corner, though nobody has seen Mommy Sherry punish me.