Picking up the package, she got to her feet and went. In the bathroom, she undressed. Put on the corset. It did fit, half cups. Looking down she could...see the little buttons of her nipples resting on the lacy rims. Her face was burning and as she pulled on the stockings, her pussy started burning too. Fuck me, she thought, what is happening. She fastened the garters, and slipped on the white high-heeled pumps, and then picked up the handcuffs. They were heavy, cool to the touch. They felt like. “Please call me Missy.” He gave her a small shrug and an awkward nod. Missy reached out and touched Scott’s bag. “Here let me take that and I’ll put it in your room for you while your daddy takes you around. I’m assuming you remember where it is.” “Yes, ma’am,” he replied. Richard turned and headed for the closest field, “Now, I’m going to need you start…” Missy stepped forward, took the bag, and whispered, “Go before he leaves you behind. Patience is not your daddy’s strong suit.” Scott. More

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