Once more shame washed over him, at what he was doing and
that it was exciting him so much to be doing it, what She was
calling him, admitting that that was what he wanted to be, a
little whore slut. he worked slowly to get the stockings up
his leg, pausing several times to make certain that the seam
was running up the back of his leg like She directed. Finally
he had it all the way up and fastened it as She directed him
too. he put on the second one quicker, getting the hang of it
finally.
She handed him a small top, with ruffles like the ones that
were on the panties that was holding his cock and balls so tight.
"put that on slut and then stand up so I can see what a
pretty little whore slut you truly are for Me." She told
him.
he slipped the top over his head, trembling at Her words and
the feeling of the soft cloth touching his body. The stockings
felt strange on his legs but also caressing, touching him in
ways he had never imagined. he stood up for Her and faced the
mirror as She directed. Once again the color flooded his face
as he gazed at himself in the mirror with the ruffled top and
panties hold him in. he saw lori enter the room behind him and
come up to stand and gaze into the mirror with him.
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