Julia knew better than to openly ogle Ginger, she didn't want him getting ideas above his station, but she couldn't help but admire the smooth muscled thighs. When he slipped his boxers down to reveal his ass she had to bite her lip. She longed to play with it , slap it, bite it, probe it, it was so perfect, so round. She could barely wait until later when she would be allowed to play all she wanted with Ginger, After Miss Crown had finished with him of course.
Peter's cock sprang into view as he turned to face her, naked now standing in a puddle of discarded clothes and visibly throbbing despite the situation. Peter was rightly proud of his cock it was long, thick and straight and constantly hard whenever he was being humiliated and shown off, two things that happened regularly these days. It bobbed obscenely in front of him now as he waited to see what Mrs Richmond wanted him to wear today.
"That's better you naughty girl! You may get down now you are making a spectacle of yourself"
Peter gladly got down and stood in front of the glass desk, cock weaving to and fro as he shook slightly, heart pounding and head full of images of his domination. His mouth dried as Mrs Richmond took out a beautifully wrapped package from under her desk. He knew it contained the clothes that he was to wear when he was in the company of Miss Crown. They were bound to be expensive and exquisitely made, they always were. He licked his lips in anticipation watching Mrs Richmond as she carefully placed the box on the end of the desk, tantalisingly close to him. He looked up at her almost pleading now, he so wanted to see what he was being given but new he must wait, something was missing a vital ingredient in the process of his feminisation. Mrs Richmond had another smaller box in her hand now Peter knew full well what was inside it, his necklace, given to him by Miss Crown to signify her ownership of him. The box opened, Peter's heart stopped for a second, the small chain was so significant to him.
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