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Eat care with her make-up and had drawn her hair back into a cute pony-tail. She looked like a stunning eighteen year old. "You look very beautiful tonight, Susan," I complimented her, "but," rape in the movies added gently, "you have forgotten one of our rules. Spread your thighs darling." This instruction accompanied by the endearment brought, as I expected, the first flush of what was going to be a long night for the young couple..
She spread her thighs wide, knowing by now that protests would be useless and I looked straight up between her thighs into her cunt. I saw immediately from her hairless naked, slightly-gaping slit that my orders had been obeyed. "Lift your little skirt Susan and show me your pretty undies," I asked. She did as I had asked, looking with a cute embarrassed flush into my eyes. I saw with satisfaction that she was wearing a black lacy suspender belt attached to sheer black silk stockings and, of course, no panties. I looked next at Debbie. "Get me a beer Debbie darling," I ordered. The endearment brought a flush of anger to his chee.
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Ks but he got up and went to the fridge, poured my beer and brought it to me. I let him put it down beside me, noting that he was shrinking away in case I reached out for him. I didn't mind that. Whatever he did he was mine whenever I wanted him. "Just stand in front of me and let me look at you," I said. He did as he was told his hands clenching and unclenching by his sides. I slowly looked.
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Him over from head to foot and back again, my deliberate scrutiny increasing his discomfort every second. He looked very different from the young accountant I had seen at his desk in the company that day. He was wearing a yellow cotton sun-dress with a short flouncy skirt at least six inches above his knees. It had a low neckline and a very tight bodice outlining his cute little breast-mounds. It would be too much to expect a cleavage but his prominent dark areolae showed clearly through the thin material and his nipples were very evident. His wavy hair had been streaked bright blonde and Susan had obviously spent a lot of care on his make-up. She.
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Had plucked his eyebrows and made up his eyes very carefully with eyeliner, mascara and false eyelashes. A touch rape in the movies rouge and deep scarlet lipstick completed the job. He had on shoes with about a three-inch heel which neatly delineated his calves and ankles and caused his plump arse to protrude a little. "You look very sweet, Debbie darling," I said maliciously, "I'd like to see your pretty undies also. Lift up your cute little frock like the good obedient little girl you are." He flushed deeper with anger at this but I just smiled. In spite of his rage there was no real resistance left as he raised the hem of his dress. Like Susan he was wearing a sexy lace.
Suspender belt but they had chosen a white one so that it would not show under his yellow dress. It supported black sheer silk stockings the tops of which I had seen as he moved towards me his frock was so short. He was not, of course, wearing panties and I was interested to see that his little prick was erect above his cleanly-shaved balls. "Are you excited displaying your little girlie body.
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To your man Debbie?" I mocked. He just looked miserably at the floor. "Go and sit by Susan again," I said, "and remember, legs apart." I looked at the pretty pair side by side displaying their sex and mine to do whatever I liked with. It was interesting that they appeared to have carried out my instructions exactly and were complying with my wishes so submissively that I had not had to make even the mildest threat. Perhaps they had had.
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A talk during the day and decided their policy. As long as they did as I commanded I didn't care much. During my visit to the company that afternoon I had seen Susan who had been in a clear state of anxiety throughout the time I was there but I had behaved impeccably and not embarrassed her at work (yet). I had not even bothered checking up on Debbie. I knew that my threat alone was enough to ensure that he carried out my orders exactly. I took a crumpled but clean shirt from my bag and tossed it to Debbie. "Make me a sandwich and a pot of coffee, Debb.
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