Last morning

The following morning she again woke up first. Sarah made sure that Michael was still asleep by her feet before going to the bathroom again to change her wig. Today was the last day of Mistress Alex 's visit. She put on the wig from the first day before returning to the bedroom. The first thing she did once she returned was rouse Michael by pinching his ass.

"Get up, ****." Michael stirred and opened his eyes. His arms were still locked together behind his back, so she unbound his arms.

"Do you know, It's your last morning with Mistress, and she's heading out soon. She has a special gift for you. Do you want to know what that is?" Michael nodded his head.

"You are a lucky boy and get to dress, Mistress. You get to pick out the outfit. But be careful because I will punish you severely if I don't like what you've chosen." Mistress Alex sat down on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs, and watched Michael. He looked at her, petrified. His gaze shifted to the closet.

"What clothes? There are only Sarah's clothes here?" He asked. Mistress Alex looked as if it was boring to state the obvious.

"Duh, that little bitch probably won't even realize it's gone." Michael did a doubletake before he quickly crawled to the closet and started digging through drawers and coat hangers. He knew Mistress Alex wanted something that was both elegant and sexy, but Sarah was sadly lacking in that department, so it didn't leave him with a lot of options. She wasn't the type of gal that wore outrageously sexy outfits. No, she preferred cutesie stuff. And then he came upon Sarah 's funeral dress. It was the classiest thing she had. He pulled it out while looking for something else in the closet. He found nothing else and laid it on the stool before the makeup desk. He then dug deeper into the closet and found a set of underwear that he had never seen Sarah wear. He pulled it out and laid it on top of the dress. It was a complete set with panties, a bra, and stockings. He turned to Mistress Alex, who had lost interest in what Michael was doing, and started playing with her phone. She looked up, bored, and saw Michael waiting for her. She got up and inspected what he managed to scrounge up.

"This is all you managed?" The disappointment was evident in her voice.

"I'm sorry, Mistress, this is the best I could do. My girlfriend doesn't have many clothes worthy of you." She looked down at him and sneered at him.

"So you prefer me over her, is that what I'm hearing?" Michael reeled, and suddenly it became abundantly clear that he was about to criticize his girlfriend in front of his girlfriend. Or at least a disguised version of her. He averted his eyes and mumbled.

"Yes, mistress." Mistress Alex pulled up the underwear and sighed.

"It will have to do. Chop chop." She thrust it into Michael's lap, and he quickly started dressing her. But stopped him and made him take his sweet time to really worship her legs and body while dressing her. When dressed, she pulled him by the collar onto the bed.

"Do you know what time it is?" Michael shook his head.

"Well, I'll be leaving soon, and we must judge if you did well enough in choosing the outfit. Don't we?" Michael shivered slightly.

"What do you think about the outfit?" Michael didn't know if this was a trap or if she really was quizzing him. But he decided to gamble.

"I did the best with what I had. And you look great, but your clothes are acceptable." Mistress Alex smiled.

"I agree. You will have to instruct your girlfriend to get better outfits. But I would say you did acceptable under the circumstances but not good enough for this. She rubbed his crotch area to tease him a little before stepping back and looking at her phone.

"You can remove the harness now." Michael looked surprised at Alex. She held her hand like she was waiting for him to place it over her arm. Michael gingerly removed the leather harness he had been wearing and gave it to her. She dropped it on the floor. Then she produced the key to the cock ring and asked.

"Do you want to come out?" Michael nodded his head, and Alex reached forward and unlocked the cock ring, and slid it off. Michael felt strange to be freed after several days of constantly restricted blood flow to and from his penis. Michael suddenly felt naked. He sat on the bed looking a Mistress Alex when she did something unexpected. She sat down next to him and ran her hand along his cheek.

"There, all done." The room turned slightly warmer, and Mistress Alex adopted an almost motherly tone.

"So Michael, how was your weekend?"