Becoming Hers, part 6
“Good boy. Now, let’s get your dress off of you, and mine off of me. I want you in just your lingerie and heels.”
Oh god she’s hot. The pulse in your cock quickens. You fumble at the dress in your hurry, your long pedicured nails and long, silky, girly-cut hair getting in your way.
“Good boy, now get those French knickers off, but I want your suspenders back in place afterwards.”
More fumbling. You calm your mind, desperately trying not to think about her there, standing over you, almost naked, so hot, so perfect. You try not to think about how you’re dressed, sissified and slutty, humiliating and embarrassing. But anything for her.
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