The Domme Club (Updated)

NancyPan It was Saturday. Like most Saturdays I was dressed in one of my now several French maid outfits. This one Mistress Monica seemed to especially prefer for me to wear as the pink satin fabric, white lace trim, and short skirt accented by a flouncy white petticoat was so, well, sissy. She had ordered size 10 Ameona forms for me and they filled out the DD cups I was now required to wear around the house. White thigh highs

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  by AlexBird22029   “What have you been measuring?” Tess asked me innocently. My heart-felt like it skipped a long beat and my stomach felt like it suddenly dropped in terror. I tried to keep my face straight as I turned back around and saw her laid across the bed, her slim figure alluring even under her clothes. In her hands she was examining a small plastic ruler, the kind you get in any stationary set, which I remembered using

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