She’d trapped me with her offer of silk panties; am hour later and I’m on my hands and knees with shaved legs and patterned stockings; and I’m begging too as her hands -one stroking my shaft, the other caressing my balls, has made me quite submissive … and malleable. “Tell me you like wearing women’s underwear baby” she instructed me while giving a light tug on my testicles, “and tell me you sometimes fantasize about being used, like a totally helpless sex tool”. She had me, her hands, stroking my shaft slowly, tracing my panties with her finger tips lightly pressing against my vulnerable testicles, “tell me baby”, she gently insisted, “tell me the truth, tell me you sometimes think about having the tip of a hard cock pressing against your ass, trying to slip inside”, “confess, baby, tell me your dirty secrete, because if you don’t then I’ll be forced to stop playing with your private parts … and you wouldn’t want that now would you, baby”?