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I was immediately aware of two ladies now giggling at me and the door closing."Sissy, this is my friend, Saskia, say hello Mistress Sakia you slut"I couldn't see a thing but uttered the words as commanded.The girls passed me and i heard the door close to the lounge..I knew at this very moment i had fucked up and was out of my depth... this smelt of trouble...About 20 mins passed before Empress came and untied my ankles. She led me to the lounge and told me to stand in the centre of the room.I felt her begin to write on my chest in what felt like a felt tip and giggling to her friend who i could sense watching from the sofa...She wrote quite a lot on my body and i presumed i was being humiliated with embarrassing logos and signs..When she had finished there was a short pause and i was left alone.Suddenly, without warning my hood was torn off my head and i was faced with the flash of a camera held by Mistress Saskia who was now taking photos of me stood femmed in the middle of the room.. Lois always left the door open a little in case of an emergency, so all I had to do was peek in and enjoy.I nearly passed out when I saw Little Lois sitting on her bath chair using a small vibrator. After a couple of minutes, I saw the slightest, but unmistakable, little shudder of an orgasm. It wasn't earth-shattering, but she definitely had one. This was making me so hot, I was rubbing myself right over my jeans. I left a short while later with that image burned into my memory.The next time I went over to watch, I wore a sundress without anything on underneath, and brought my little mini travel vibrator with me. I also brought over some cookies again as a cover. When I peeked into the bathroom, I was a little disappointed. She was sitting down, just washing her hair. I decided to wait in the kitchen so that my cookie-giving would look like something I did regularly. After a few minutes, I heard her come out of the bathroom and go into her bedroom. Shortly thereafter, I heard the.
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