Debbie Part 7

Mistress stood up and came over to Debbie to scrutinize her possession. "She certainly looks more acceptable now," Mistress said to the doctor: "Can I examine her a little more closely?" The doctor motioned towards the gynecologist's chair: "Why, of course. I was looking forward to hearing your reaction to my little. adjustments." The doctor smiled evilly as he ordered Miss Cunningham to strap Debbie in. While the doctor and Mistress chatted Miss Cunningham quickly stripped Debbie of everything but her chastity device and her corset. She also had Debbie put on her 10-inch platform shoes after stepping out of the suit. Before Debbie had time to adjust to the feeling of not being bound, Miss Cunningham had her strapped to the chair, arms tied behind the chair, legs spread as wide as the would possibly go. It was clear that Miss Cunningham was too experienced a slave to waste time and thereby expose herself to punishment by the doctor. When she had finished tying up Debbie, she stepped to the side, hands held at her side, looking straight down at her feet.

For a change Debbie was left ungagged, but she wisely remained silent. Mistress stepped up to the chair and stood beside Debbie. Without a word she began feeling up Debbie. First fondling her breasts slowly and gently, then kneading with increasing intensity. Debbie of course immediately began moaning with passion. Mistress seemed pleased that the moaning had attained a much more feminine tone with Debbie's new voice. "Do you like your new voice slut?" Mistress asked Debbie. "Mistress, very much, Mistress", Debbie replied: "Mistress, thank you, Mistress." Mistress smiled with satisfaction as she heard the soft feminine voice Debbie had gotten. "How about your tits? Do you like them as well, stupid cunt?" Mistress sneered as she began kneading Debbie's tits harder and faster. "Ahhh. Mistress, yes, Mistress. Oohhh.Mistress, very, very much, Mistress. Ohhh. Mistess, ohh. thank you, ohh. Mistress ohh." Debbie had increasing difficulty suppressing her moaning. She was so excited, so aroused that her whole body felt like it was on fire. She had to cum; she simply had to! Her restrained cock produced a steady stream of whitish fluid dribbling down on the floor.