Sins of the Sitter by Lance Edwards

Author:Lance Edwards [Lance Edwards]
Language: deu
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8: The Town Finds Out

Twenty-four hours later, we resume our interrupted education in my new routine as slave-maid.

We spent the previous day indolently dozing it away. Keeping me cuffed the entire time, Goddess enjoyed herself immensely feeding me by hand and intermittently fucking me with that giant cock. Finally, we cuddled up and got a good night’s sleep for a change. Now it’s shortly after ten, and I’ve at last been released from my restraints.

First, I enjoy the sublime pleasure – and terrible penis pain – of again bathing my Goddess’ heavenly body. Then I’m taught to shave her, receiving a healthy twist and crush of the nuts for every little nick and scrape.

As before, I see to my own hygiene while Goddess dresses. I’m fitted back into my wig and breasts; and, under her expert tutelage, I apply my heavy make-up. I’m locked back into my terribly confining corset and shoes, and dressed in an identical French Maid costume. I fetch the paper, make breakfast, and clean up afterward. I’m just finishing up these chores when the doorbell chimes.

“That will be the Salvation Army,” Goddess announces. “Greet them, slave, show them to the garage and see that they pick up all of your former belongings.”

“Yes, Goddess,” I gulp. I’m still exquisitely uncomfortable at the thought of being seen in my new persona. Yet, as always, there’s no choice in this, and I’ll have to get used to it sooner or later. Blushing furiously, I mince my way to the front door.

Two men are out there, one at the door and one at the wheel of a dark green van. Taking a deep breath, I open the door and step daintily out. The shock on the young guy’s face is limitlessly humiliating, but I try to ignore it by looking demurely down.

“Yes, sir?”

“Ummm…Salvation Army…ma’am?”

This last word is clearly a question, but I choose to ignore it. Determined to behave as I know my Goddess would want, I look coquettishly up and speak in a breathy, sexy little voice.

“Yes, sir. Right this way, sir. If the other gentleman can back up to the garage…”

I trail off and then lead the way, moving as slinkily and sluttily as possible. Once I reach the nearest big door, I turn and bat my eyelashes.

“Perhaps you could raise the door for me, sir. A big strong fellow like you? Or would you rather I bend over and flash my ass?”

“Uh…yeah, right.”

Clearly disconcerted, the guy grips the handle and runs the door up, revealing five expensive vehicles, the nearest of which is the SUV. Its back remains open, revealing the boxes piled inside. With a girlish wave, I indicate them.

“All for you, fellas. Help yourselves.”

By this time, the van has backed around and the other guy gotten out. I give him a simpering little smile and reach behind me and under my skirt to rub my wickedly welted buttocks with both hands.

This fellow is better able to hide his shock, or maybe he’s just seen it all before.

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