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Despite Lindsay’s conditioning, I let out a groan. Spankings? She couldn’t be serious.

“Now, Now, Taylor., don't be like that. This is part of your training,” Lindsay said. “You need to learn to be a good maid.” She placed a hand on my back, her fingers deliberately brushing the undone strap of my ...

HankHill33 wrote: Mon Sep 11, 2023 8:41 am I’m very excited to see the repercussions of the granny panties choice!!

Yes...aren't we all?

“M-my panties?”

“Yes,” Lindsay said. “A proper maid should have proper attire. That includes panties. No self-respecting maid wears granny panties like those.”

“What’s wrong with my panties?” I started to raise my hands to my chest. “The bet was—”

“Quiet!”

I jumped, my hands falling to my sides ...

“H-here? Now? In front of—”

“Taylor!” Lindsay barked. “You will do as you’re told!”

A silence fell over the group. This was a moment that would define the rest of the night. Lindsay had already taken everything further than the bet had stipulated, pushing the limits, but this flew directly against ...

We all stood there for a long time. I stood there in the skimpiest and sluttiest of panties with my bra literally hanging by a thread and my hand bound to the nearby chair, just waiting for Lindsay or whomever to come up with my next form of humiliation.

Lindsay’s little act made it very clear that ...

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise, given how the rest of the night had gone, but for some reason, it did.

Lower my hands? She knew what that meant. Everyone knew what that meant.

It shouldn’t have mattered, not since everyone had already seen my most private area anyways. But it just felt so ...

The Cheerios were the easy part. I could get a sizable amount each time, though a few would always trickle out of my mouth and back into the bowl. The water was more difficult, as I could only get one slurp each time, the awkward angle making it more difficult to get my mouth fully in it.

If I ...

I blushed. Now that she couldn’t threaten me with taking my clothes, she had moved to promising rewards for good behavior, and somehow that was worse than the threats. She had completely flipped my desires. Only a few hours ago I would’ve been horrified by the thought of orgasming in front of the ...

A thousand different emotions.

At first, relief when I realized that Jackon didn’t mean shaving my long, brown hair.

Then, horror at the realization that he meant my pussy hair.

Followed quickly with the slightest twinge of excitement at the realization that fingers would be all over my privates ...

The humiliating thing was that the mask did calm me down quite a bit, just like Lindsay said it would, serving to solidify in my mind that I really was her pet. The sudden plunge into darkness made me not want to move as much for fear of falling off the table. The darkness also shut off some of the ...