Ivana Pushing Sissy's Limits

"Leslie, go ahead and pull off your tights," Ivana instructed me. "Karen, let's leave the boys alone and let nature take its course."

A wry grin sprouted on Burke's block head. Karen looked worried and resisted a little until Ivana moved her out of the room. I was so mad and so hurt I didn't know what to do first.

"Are you wearing a bra under that dress?" Burke asked me. "Do you need a bra for those perky little titties?"

"Yes," I said as I stooped to unbuckle my shoes.

"No, Leslie," Burke said as he walked over and sat in a chair and crossed his legs. "Strip for me like a pretty girl. Show me how a yoga girl can do it. I love to watch you be so feminine."

I just wanted to get it over with. There was nothing sexy about it. I sat up on the bed and put my legs under me and unbuckled my shoe then twisted around running my hands down my leg to remove it.

"You fucking cunt," Burke said uncrossing his legs then putting his hand over his zipper. "You move that little body better than Karen. Do you take cock?"

"Yes," I said as I undid the other strap. With my shoes off, I put my legs together and held my feet so that he could see my painted toes.

"You little whore," Burke said. "You always have your toes painted like a hot fucking bitch. You think you can take this cock? Is that why you were afraid?"

I wanted to tell him I could five cocks his size at the same time but I batted my eyes and said, "Please be easy with me, Burke."

"Go on and take those tights off," Burke said. "I want to see your little pussy."

My job was to submit to Ivana's desire. If Burke didn't walk downstairs with a king-of-the-world strut, I was going to be severely punished.

I took it slow and slid the tights down one leg then the other. Burke couldn't take it. He pulled out his cock and stroked it as I daintily removed the material from my feet making sure to keep my legs in the sexiest position and turned so he could see my red thong.