That's right. A red sailor suit. You yelp as she lifts you in to her palm and manipulates you like a doll. She strokes your now tiny cock until it's painfully hard and then pulls underwear over top of it. After dressing you and carefully tying the ascot, she flips the locks on the door and opens it, placing you carefully inside before quickly closing and locking the door. And just like that she's gone. You decide it's time to...
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