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Her petit manicured fingers teasingly caressed her smooth shaven nylon clad body, as she fell in an out of consciousness drifting from one sinful forbidden dream to the next. She loved the feel of the sheer buttery-soft nylon panties, that incased her sweet little ridged cock, but she had not been able to sleep soundly for nearly a month. You see about a month ago Mistress insisted that along with her panties, she would be wearing her nylons and garterbelt to bed. Accordingly from this day forwards she would be referred to buy her new name, Stacy. Dreams do come true Stacy thought to herself. Stacy leaped at the suggestion and night after night she would slip into bed in anticipation of sensuous nights filled with lustful shameful dreams that she would intensify by rubbing her nylon clad legs together and softly sliding her hands over and in her silky soft panties, stroking her cock until she was very near the brink of release but no farther. Mistress had strictly forbidden any release explaining that any girl that cannot control herself was not deserving of such pretty things. After about a week of this Her Mistress could see that it was having the desired effect. Yes by the end of the month Stacy would be hopelessly addicted to panties, nylons and all things that are girly and frilly. Stacy would be quite ready for the next step.
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