My Wife Karen
By Tiffany Scott
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She gently and cautiously slipped her hand under my dress, then moved it up onto my tummy. "I should make you wear a bra full time as well!" She said teasingly, as she slipped her hand under the lacy elastic waistband of my panties.
She kissed my neck and licked my ear as she worked her hand around over one hip then wedged it under one side of my bottom. "Of course if I force you to become my slave-girl that means I'll probably use you just like a real girl once and a while!" She said as she worked her hand down so her fingers were moving freely in the valley between my cheeks.
"I don't see how I could have a little slave-girl and not take her just like any other girl would be taken? Do you?" She asked pressing the tip of one of her fingers against my tiny opening. "Do you see any possible way that you could keep that from happening?" She asked as she pushed the first 1/3 of her index finger into my hole.
In a quivering voice I answered that I didn't know how that could be kept from happening. "No I don't either!" She snickered as she forced the rest of her finger into me until her knuckles stop her from going any deeper. She moved her lips very close to my ear. "But with you being such a sissy and loving being made into a girl you wouldn't mind something like that happening. Would you?" She questioned as she began to move her finger slowly in and out of my hole. After a couple of tenitive pumps she fell into a slow and easy rythim.
"Am I right sissy?" She asked. "Would you like to be used in that way?" She kept asking me, prompting me until she forced me to tell her that I would probably enjoy being taken like a real girl.
"Delightful!" She said after listening to me admit that to her. "I think that I'd love to watch you being used like that myself!" She added with an amused tone of voice.
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