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It took me a little while to figure out how to come out of my cocoon, but the slave cheryl caterpillar has definitely turned into the Mistress Cheryl butterfly.” I know it was against all the rules... and maybe likely to get me punished, but I couldn’t help myself. I stood up and started clapping. Holly looked at me in shock, but then she also stood up and started clapping. So did puddy tat. I heard a low laugh and looked over at Mistress Gloria as she, too, started clapping. Mistress Sam shrugged and added her applause. “Welcome Mistress Cheryl,” she said over the sound of the clapping. “The butterfly has emerged.” END OF STORY Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision Oral Sex to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. Even the interview for the job was unbelievable, but I was so desperate to change my life that I did everything that was asked of me, and I was finally offered the job. Shortly after starting the job my employer (Jon) told me to write a Journal of my new life, and he has since created a web site that it is published on. If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with oral Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s all been removed with electrolysis. I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. When they’re hard Jon says they’re like chapel hat pegs. I have a nice firm, flat stomach with a pubic bone that does stick out a bit. In my pussy lips I have 2 little gold rings that Jon put in me. My clit is very prominent and is usually sticking out between my lips. It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions. Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that blowjob I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures were good enough close Hardcore up to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. ” He chuckled and told me to elaborate on the ‘or’. “All of this,” I said, gesturing to the hotel room, but meaning the entire situation, “our escape from home, our transportation to Vegas, the assumed names and the cheap hotel room, all of this wasn’t to get your regulators off, was it?” For the first time he could see his younger sister's beautiful breasts. Speaking of the ladies, I said, are they around, I was hoping to chat with them? Oral Sex "Please stop" I whispered, afraid that if I was too loud someone would Hardcore come in. ‘Okay, I’ve got an idea. I didn't want this to ever stop. The back was thin black straps holding everything together. The room was so big and the bed was so soft when she sat on it is was as if she floated. He shared that most people tend to stay along the outside edge oral of the bubbles, which could allow some accidental touching, but that if I wanted the chance for full out groping, to go into the area directly below the bubble makers against the pool wall, as that would be wall-to-wall bodies with hands grabbing everything. The windows were fogging up. So now she had to go 3 miles out of her way to get home. "Well that explains a bit," she said. It close up was right after they sang us happy birthday when...” "I blowjob fingered mom's pussy. The sight signaled another orgasm. It was the station manager. “Want details?” he asked her. I ask the table if they have enjoyed the concert and the after-party so far. I'm going to orgasm.” It didn’t matter though, either would propel her to bed with him in short order. Mika was nodding her head, "I just wish that there wasn't all this secrecy." “Your wife is a fantastic fucking whore,” Dave said, laughing. I had to ask, "Did you have sex with Vicki?" She climaxed from his assault at her now sloppy gates.