Saturday, November 6, 2010

Prepared for Inspection

"Look at that sexy ass of yours!"  My wife told me as she stared into the mirror.  The transformation now complete, except for my 'clitty' which continues to give away my true arousal.  Somehow, my wife has conditioned me, being permanently encased in satin, lace, or leather, depending upon my Mistress' whim is now my fate.   "You'll be a fine cocktail waitress for my gathering on Saturday!  Won't our guests be surprised to see you all dolled up?  I guess that will be the last of your 'golf Sundays with the boys'!"  

I felt so humiliated, yet afraid to speak up, lest my renewed complaints again set off my wife's temper.

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