I put on some subtle makeup, styled myhair as close to how Clodagh had done it, and put on the trousers, whichwere straight, but hung fabulously, and ... plain white blouse. I waslooking a little more androgynous (no boobs, for example), butdefinitely more female than male. I put on the loafers and left thehouse.The girls in the office turned as I came in and they all smiled. I wasso happy I bought a round of Krispy Kreme to say thank you. The day wentswimmingly, as did the rest of the week. I. I asked her if she was clean up there and she said "it should be, I took a big poop today". I know better, and there's usually some residual left if I dig deep enough. And I was about to do just that. I rolled her over onto her back, grabbed her ankles, and spread her legs in the air for a view of my playground. Seriously bushy and glistening wet gash.Although my fingers were still greasy from the massage oil, I had a tube of lube ready nearby. I squeezed some on my middle and forefinger and. “She’s already booked a couples’ appointment,” Bryce said.“Fuck, no. You with her and Lisa in a threesome?”“Bingo.”“So where’s the problem, amigo? Bi wife. Hot escort. You in the middle. I see orgasms in your future.”“It’s just such a change from our relationship so far, Elliott,” Bryce said with a sigh, “Sexually, I’m totally with this. Emotionally, I’m not so sure.”“Take a chance,” Elliott responded, “If it doesn’t pan out, surely it’s not going to bring things to an end with Cath. It’s her. ..and I will willingly accept these punishments as part of my training to become the best slut to my master that I can be...I look forward to when he first texts me or notifies me that he is coming...to getting dressed/undressed as appropriate and placing on the collar that signals I am his and his alone...to kneeling by the back door waiting to hear the door knob turn, my eyes downcast as I am not fit to meet his gaze...to when he reaches out for the collar beckoning me to stand...to when he.
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