1. Trust


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    back, a bit later, dressed in a style more typically her: indian print skirt and soft blouse. She distracted me quite nicely by having me take her hair down, put it up again, and take it down. I was unpinning it the second time when the doorbell rang. &#034Do you want to get that, or should I?&#034 she asked, mirthfully, and at my stricken look, chuckled and kissed me on the cheek. We went to the kitchen, and she got out a pair of plates and forks. I sighed. I like to *munch* pizza. She always ate hers that way, neatly. I looked down at my dress, then, and grinned wryly. But after a couple of pieces, I discovered that I wasn't hungry any more. &#034Don't you want any more?&#034 she asked, noticing. I usually ate my half and part of hers. Two and a half pieces was definitely off my feed. I shook my head, shrugged. &#034Not hungry. Too much... too much has happened, maybe.&#034 &#034Well, clean your plate, at least.&#034 I gave her a disgusted and slightly resentful look, an 'I'm not a baby,' look. &#034Momma spank,&#034 she warned, teasingly. &#034Is that a promise?&#034 I muttered, too soft for her to hear, and cut off another piece. Pizza's a rather unpleasant food, when you don't feel like eating. When I looked up a moment later, with a sour look, my jaws froze in mid bite. Her eyes were gleaming, speculatively. Maybe *not* too soft for her to hear. She let me finish before she said anything, though. &#034You *can't* ever have been spanked in a dress, Lee. Why is that in ...
    so many of the stories?&#034 &#034I, uhh...&#034 I shifted uncomfortably, and then froze. After that two- hour long discussion, she'd know what that discomfort was, quite exactly. And she had read me some bondage stuff, and some genuinely hardcore stuff, as well. I stared at her, feeling a bit like a mouse with the cat in sight. Look, I have a *lot* of fantasies, but that doesn't mean I necessarily want to find out about them in real life! Do I? Don't use that argument, Leeling, the Professor advised. &#034It's just a plot device,&#034 I lied glibly. I should say, the Champion Liar did. He didn't get involved in Committee work, much, and tended to take over my mouth when I least expected it. &#034Since the guy is always against it, he has to be made to, uhh... You don't believe me.&#034 &#034Well, you're lying aren't you?&#034 she asked, perfectly calmly. &#034Umm, yeah, I guess.&#034 She chuckled. &#034Well, if you hadn't earned a spanking for burning the dinner, you certainly earned one for lying, didn't you?&#034 She stood, and held out a hand. I let her pull me to my feet, and trailed her to the bedroom. &#034Bend over, and lift your skirt.&#034 Was that another quote? I hesitated. &#034You're not really going to, are you?&#034 I asked. &#034I mean, you were talking about, uhh, trust, and all.&#034 She looked at me, still with that gleam in her eye. &#034You'll never find out if you like it or not if you don't try it, Lee. Now. You've been very naughty. Let's see.&#034 She ...
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