A year later....

You find yourself standing in Ms Conner's bathroom. The pink pvc uniform that was in the picture is locked on. You freshen up at the sink, your face painted feminine and colorful. You lift up your skirt in the mirror and turn to see your new tattoo. The words "Ms Conner's little bitch." permanently marks your right ass cheek in ornate letters. Looking at the words excite you, and make you grow in your neo steel chastity device.

"bitch!" You hear her stern voice calling from the living area. You jingle and crinkle, as your heels click on the hard floor as you walk into the living room. Ms Connor has her bare feet up on an ottoman, and you meagerly walk towards her and bow on the little satin pillow she keeps at her side. "I said freshen up, not spend an eternity in there." She scorned softly.

"Sorry Mistress."

"You're forgiven." She says. "Now rub lotion on my feet." She snaps pointing down to her feet.