My stomach wriggled. My words u*********sly slurred."Pizza!" she said.She! Yes! She! This was no pizza boy! No! This was a woman! And what a woman!"Pi...za!!" she said, a bit impatiently, again."PPPllease cccome in." I, through my extreme nervousness (it took all my conscious effort), calmly directed her into the living room and motioned toward the couch. She, without a bit of hesitation, without a bit of surprise - almost as if this was a regular occurrence during her nocturnal pizza travels -. " With that she handed me the dress which I puton. It was locked at the back of my neck with a small padlock. It wasmade of soft red rubber with pink lace apron and sleeves. It wasindecently short showing my black knickers. "This is your role in lifenow to be my slave and do all the menial jobs around the house and youcan start with the toilet." Isobel let me to the dirty toilet and Ispent all the rest of the day and early evening cleaning it. MistressIsobel, for that was what I now had to call. More

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