Suddenly her cell phone rang. As she went to get her phone, her hair shrank to less then shoulder length. It does however, still remain pink. Crystal picked up the phone. On the other end was a female voice, probably the same age as Crystal. The voice had an edge of of sexual energy, and playfulness to it. But at the same time, it sounded demanding, and domineering.
"tsk, tsk, why aren't you over here, my little toy". The voice on the other end gave her chills. The voice made her pussy throb. For a second, she entered a trance. she replied to the voice "I'm am very sorry, my mistress. I will be right over, mam". The words came out of her mouth, without her thinking about it.
Her mistress purred back at her, "That won't do, my toy. When you get here, I think my little cunt licker needs a spanking". Hearing this turned Crystal on, to the point of moaning out loud. Somewhere, in a corner of her mind, she was confused by her bodies reaction to this. She was likewise confused by the sudden appearance of a mistress, that she didn't think she had ever met. The rest of her, however, didn't care.
"I......I think this cunt licker needs a spanking too, mam. I will be right over". the words, once again came out with her consent. Hanging up, a sudden knowledge of where she had to go sprung up in her mind. Without giving a thought to the fact she was dressed as a slave, she ran out of the house. She went to the subway, amidst a field of glares, determined to get to her mistress's house as soon as possible. |