She bounced up and down in her heels excitedly.  My sissy worked hard and earned herself a special trip.  I promised her that if she was diligent in her lessons that we’d go to the panty store as a treat.  She’d kept her nose to the sissy grind stone and earned that trip in record time.  I called the store and made special arrangements for our trip that day.  We’d have the store all to ourselves with only the store attendants there.  We arrived and were ushered in, the door locked behind by us by the manager just as I’d asked.

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