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... moving my fingers in and out of her pussy until my cock stopped throbbing. We washed each other clean and got out of the shower. "That was amazing, James," Alicia said with a blissful tone. "Sometimes it turns me on to lose control even though I like being in control a lot. Rarely, I have the sudden urge to be "f***ed" to do something. I didn't know you could fulfill my wishes so well." "You asked for it," I said with a smug smile, feeling quite proud of myself. It was one thing to make a girl moan, but another to make one scream in pleasure. "Just because you gave me the best fuck of my known life doesn't mean I'm going to be nice to you, James," she said giving me a playful smile. "It's Mistress Alicia now so get with it. Before we start again, I just want to get something across. If you are ever in any real danger or something, snap your fingers three times or say game over." "Yes, mistress." "I like a guy with smooth legs. It's better than rubbing against some guy's hairy, prickly legs. Anyway, what should you be now? Oh yes, I brought the perfect costume for you. I wore it for a Halloween party and it seemed to be a hit. I think it looks great on you." Alicia and I dried off and headed back to my room. She laid out my next outfit on my bed and I could hardly believe it. I didn't know how she knew or if she even did, but it was like she opened my mind and read my most intimate fantasies. I didn't know whether to put it on or what. My mind was dazed from all the action ...

... I had encountered. Alicia noticed my hesitation and ordered me to start dressing. She said she would also change, but she would do it in a different room. She took her bag with her and left saying she would be in my s****r's room. I was about to say something else, but the back of her blonde head was all I saw leaving my room. I was alone again. I looked at what she had picked out for me to wear and warm feelings of ecstasy washed over me. I was alone in my room with the French maid costume waiting. "Now, bring me a coke and my bag from your s****r's room, slave," Alicia instructed. The maid outfit was made for a smaller body. It fit tight around my breasts and waist, but Alicia didn't seem to mind or care. I was afraid the fabric might rip, but she assured it wouldn't because the fabric was a spandex blend. Along with the maid dress, Alicia added thigh high black stockings, garter belt, white frilly panties, and platform high heels. There was also the black lace bra and breast forms. Her costume even included the headpiece, which she placed on my head after styling my wig and applying make up. I felt more like a barbi than a maid. "Yes, mistress," I spoke and quickly grabbed her a coke and her bag. I still wondered what she had in that bag. Maybe more outfits like the one she's wearing? I thought to myself. Alicia had surprised me when she entered my room to help me finish putting on my uniform. She wore thigh high platform boots with leather hot pants, black tights, and a ...