Open your mouth for Mistress

You open your mouth wide, and Becky stuffs her dirty, sex-smelling panties into it. First one comes in easily, but the second leaves almost no free space in your mouth, and your cheeks now look silly puffed up.

-Want one more, slave? - tells Mistress, and presses panties to your nose, - Want my dirty panties in your mouth?

You aren’t sure you can take one more, but they smell so… so… so you just nod assent and moan with your stuffed mouth, meaning: “Fill me up with your dirty panties, Mistress. Fill me up to the limit”.

And she does, and after she puts the third panties into your mouth, it feels like teared from inside. Only one piece of cloth doesn’t fit in, sticking up and making it obvious for anybody what your mouth is stuffed with.

-You look good, Peach, - tells your Mistress, looking at you with a proprietary interest in her eyes, - But I want my panties clean when we arrive home, or I’ll make you to wash them again and again.

Sorry, Mistress - you think - that doesn’t sound like a threat, but like a promise of pure...or dirty joy.

-Okay, not we should fasten you… - tells Becky, and slowly wraps you to the cold metal back of the trolley, enjoying every turnover.

Becky looks around, like if saying goodbye to this place before opening the door to the big warehouse..

-That was a pretty good place to work, but it’s time to move further. Luckily I have something to move… - She tells looking at you. - So are you ready, Peach, to make this step with me?