I was a little exhausted after that and really just wanted to go to bed for the night, but, work is work and rules are rules. “ Well, sissy boy, we have one more bag to open before bed.” I walked to the laundry room and opened the little black bag that sat on the tv. Tray. “Wednesday, oh,, now that I read my notes, I do remember what happened on Wednesday.” I said out loud speaking to myself. “ On Wednesday, you were a very good boy. As I remember, you had on your little pink silky panties and wore the cutest little apron for my friend and I. You remember don’t you Gary? You cooked Sharon and I dinner that night, and remembered all of your sissy boy manners. You even sang “Itsy , Bitsy  Spider for Sharon when she asked. This is an exceptional treat in this bag for you.”

Gary grabbed the bag hardly able to control himself. He reached in and pulled out a black dirty, smelly thong. “This is a gift from Sharon,” I said. Gary began to sniff the crotch

and lick the seams. I patted him on the head and left him with his treasure in the laundry room.

Deciding that we should go to sleep, I went into the bedroom and removed all of my clothes. We sleep naked in our house. Gary soon followed and asked permission to now remove his good boy/ bad boy panties. I agreed and he crawled into bed with me. I took my handcuffs and used one on his wrist to attach his left hand to the bed post. I inspected his balls, his anus and sucked his cock until it was nice and hard.

. Then, I leaned on top of his and began to ride his cock, shoving his face onto my tit so that he could suck it. Harder and harder I rode, and harder and harder he sucked until we both finally cam. I got up and cleaned myself off, leaving Gary a mess. I rolled him on his side and shoved his favorite butt plug into his asshole and then went to bed.

 So, what did you do this weekend??  

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