There is no hiding place
This assignment is, as Mistress Cassandra has observed, probably the most challenging yet. Once my clothes have been mailed there will be no place to hide – i will have no money, no clothes in which to cover myself up, and i will have four hours on the streets of Rome before my train leaves for home. Even on the train i will face 90 minutes of stares from other passengers. i will not have anything to read, nothing to listen to. The most humiliating aspect of this assignment is being fully conscious of my own predicament. my jacket doesn’t even have pockets, so i won’t be able to hide my nail-polished fingers.
Today, i bought the final items of my humiliation: 12 condoms (for sucking cock, as instructed by Mistress Cassandra), a pink beret, a darker shade of lipstick so my make-up can be clearly seen, a lipliner, a cucumber (for practising the sucking of cock), and clip-on ear-rings. my complete and utter humiliation is only hours away.
Well, what happened? Are you still under control of the Dicktator?
absoliutely!!yes still undder the control of Ms Cass and i wouldn not t have it any other way. it is a delicious feeling knowing that you cannot experience an orgasm at any time without Her consent