itsmeganprincess:You answered an advertisement for a roommate. When you met her you thought you hi
itsmeganprincess: You answered an advertisement for a roommate. When you met her you thought you hit the jackpot. She didn’t even mind having a guy live with her as long as you could be friends. During the third week she walked in on you with a pair of her panties half way up your legs and your face beet red with shame. She slapped you hard and you cried like a little girl and told her how pretty you thought she was. You told her she was a goddess and you just wanted to try her panties to feel close to her. She laughed in your face and made you pull the panties up and model. Then she made you put on one of her bras. And then a skirt, top, heels, and full makeup. She snapped lots of pictures. Then she put you to work. Cleaning the whole apartment. Shopping and cooking for her. Painting her nails. Brushing her hair. She even made you wash her boyfriend’s clothes. When you did a poor job she showed you the photos and put you over her knee and spanked you until you cried and begged and promised to be a good obedient little girl from now on. When she started you on hormones you were already broken. She had already made you suck lots of hard cocks in alleys behind the clubs she takes you to. Now when she calls you pantyboy and makes you kiss and lick her heels you only wonder one thing: why isn’t she calling me pantyGIRL? -- source link