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Whenever you have had enough, and wish to stop, you will say the phrase ‘chocolate teapot’ 3 times. Once you have, you will no longer be employed by me, and you will be expected to leave the premises within twenty-four hours. Your employer reserves the rights to change these rules at any time. Jon then asked me if I was happy to continue, “Yes Master” I replied. He then asked me how my Journal was coming along. I went to get it and showed him that it was written-up until the previous night. I was then told that I was not expected to write something in it every day, just for the days that had something of any significance in them. He also told me that he would teach me how to use his PC so that I could use that. This pleased me as I had had very little training on computers at school. Jon also said that once my journal was on his PC it would be easier for him to publish it, that didn’t please me too much. Its one thing keeping a journal that’s private (well between Jon and me), but it’s something completely different having it available for everyone in the world to read. My first task was to prepare a late lunch. After that, it was on with my coat and we went to look for some more ‘suitable’ clothes. We wandered round a few clothes shops, but didn’t see anything that Jon liked. Eventually we headed for the dress shop that we asian had the fun in the previous Saturday. I was happy hentai to see that the assistant was the same one and that she was still the only staff person there. The shop was also empty. The smile on the assistant’s face told me that she was happy to see us as well. As we started looking through the racks I thought about what type of dress Jon was looking for. I guessed that they had to be short, thin and easily accessible. Jon selected a couple for me before I found anything and handed them to me to try on. I went into the changing cubicle and took my coat off. I couldn’t see the point in closing the curtain as I was sure that Jon would open it again. I picked-up the first one, it was made of cheesecloth, and was fitted round my shoulders and breasts, but from below my breasts it just went out in a big inverted ‘V’ shape. If I just stood there, there was nothing touching my body from just below my breasts down, and I was sure that if the light was japanese in the right direction, anyone would be able to see-through it. Jon said that he liked it, but was too long. “Not a problem Master” I said, “I will shorten it, what length would you like it to be?” Jon said that all my dresses were to be no longer than 5 inches below my pussy, unless he specifically said so. Just as I was taking the dress over my head, the shop assistant came over with another couple of dresses, and asked Jon if he liked them. Jon held each one up in turn, and then said that his Slave needed something that displayed her assets, and that was very short. Whilst he was saying this, the assistant was looking at me standing there listening to Jon. When Jon stopped talking she just stood there and Jon had to snap his fingers to bring her out of her trance. I took the second dress and held it up. At first I though that it was a denim skirt, but when I looked closer, it was a dungarees dress. It was obviously designed to have a T-shirt on underneath because when I put it on I could see all the sides of my breasts in the mirror, and Jon had obviously picked a size too big for me because the waist was way too big. If I looked down the inside I could see all of my legs and down to the ground. Jon liked this one, but again it was too long for him. They're 28 year old twins; one flies my plane and the other drives the bus. She was very cute, perfect skin and shiny black hair in a bun, she could be one of those K-pop girls. When they arrived, Anita indicated for her slave to get out and follow her inside. Because that's how I know you are a tomboy.” Emily giggles almost spitting out somewhere for alcohol. “I don’t remember her clit sticking out as much.” One of them said. That is what it's like to try and deny my purpose. “Charles, I’ll give you 5% if you get this sissy ready,” Mandy howlers. He put one hentai arm in back of me and the other behind Varda and I calmed down. Taking five minutes like this usually calmed him down completely, but when you’ve woken up to find you're in the middle of a desert trapped in your own bedroom, normal methods don't work so well. I glanced at the woman beside me, japanese her large breasts swelling out her tank top. I will love you if you go in and get ravaged like a whore, and I will love if you stay in the car and asian we go home.