CHAPTER 1 - DESIRES EXPOSED

We were driving menage from another pillock client amusement dinner party. I was getting fed up with being eye confect on my husband's arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in Psychology at res publica before being wooed and wedded by advertisement guru Apostle Paul James I. Alice Paul was a captain at selling. I swear—Paul could sell shop to hog farmers who usually had Thomas More shit than they could ever possibly use.

I sat back in the thick luxurious seat of Alice Paul's Mercedes CLS 550. I was almost asleep when he spoke,"Liz, hon, you read that ‘ 50 Shades of Gray,'didn't you ?"

"Yeah, it was pretty interesting…kind of weird…but interesting,"I answered.

"Wasn't that supposed to be based on a true story ?"

"That's what they say, but who really knows. There's no way to distinguish the people involved and I'm pretty sure they've kept the nature of their human relationship secret, so I have no idea if it's real or not."

Saint Paul was silent—thinking—for various minutes before continuing,"Ever see yourself in that kind of relationship ?"

"NO !"

"I do…fairly often actually, but probably not in the part you think."

"What ? That would entail you'd be submissive…wouldn't it ?"

"Yeah. Can't you see me as a submissive ?"

"Truthfully…no."

"Why not ? Just think of some of my action at law in bed. Don't I like it when you jerk me off ?"

"Sure…but…."

"Ever remember what that means ?"

"Sure…I did John R. Major in psych, you know. It means you gave me power over your orgasm. OH ! I see what you mean…submissive."

"Right, and what about when we're fucking ? Don't I like to draw out out and let you cease me with your hired man ?"

"Yeah, but I always thought you just wanted to cum all over me. I guess that could be submissive, too."

"harbour't I offered to be your sex slave for a day or even a weekend ? And, don't forget, I did ask you to buy a strap-on and fuck my ass while I jerk off. I don't think there's anything more submissive than that."

"Hmmm, I guess you're right. You could be submissive, but that's only sex. beingness slavish means a lot more than that. As a psych major I've never believed that the intelligence ‘ submissive'is a noun ; it's an adjectival. Anyone in that kind of human relationship is more a slave than anything else."

"Hmmm…I never thought about it like that…you're probably right…all the same I think I'd like it…if I were slavish to you, that is."

"Hmmm…well, I see were almost home. I'm really beat. I didn't enjoy that objectionable Ralph Martinson eying my tits all night and his hands…ugh ! The things I do for your business."

"Well…you were the most beautiful, not to advert the sexiest cleaning lady there."

"Big deal…I'm 32…the ease of them must hold been in their fifties or sixties. I do admit I have squeamish breast, though."

"Nice ? Now there's an understatement if I ever heard one. What say I play with them a while then I'll let you twitch me off."

"If you're going to be submissive you're going to do a lot more than that. I need to cum pretty badly after all that pawing. warm up that talented knife and then we'll talk about your needs."Alice Paul pulled the car into the garage and we hurried in, both of us wanting our hunger addressed. I led Paul to the bedchamber where I turned and folded myself into his arms. We kissed deeply, our tongues eagerly exploring each other's mouth. I moved my deal to his belt, opened it and let his pants light to the floor. I took his intemperately shaft into my hand. I could see how Paul might be submissive. As I thought back I realized that I usually led the way when we had sex. Could I…would I be willing to master him ? I wasn't sure, but that was a subject for another time.

I stepped away and removed my clothes. This was an expensive apparel. I had no desire to see it on the story. I removed my bra—34D—and my panties. I began to slue my stockings down my legs, but stopped. I sat in the death chair and called Saul of Tarsus to me."Kneel down and avail me lease these off, will you, Paul ?"Surprisingly, he did. He pulled each stocking gingerly down my long fluent ramification, taking care not to cause a run. I piled them on the president back as I spread my branch."You take heed me in the car. I need it badly so get in here and do me. Then I'll gladly take care of you."

Saul of Tarsus leaned forward leading with his knife. Paul had eaten my pussy before, but not often…certainly not as often as I would give liked, but if he wanted anything from me tonight he was going to eat it and do a really good job of it. Paul was provisionary at maiden, licking my labia. In only minutes they were red and inflamed in their need. I spread my legs further, inviting him to my sex. I grabbed Paul's fountainhead and pulled him into my crotch. He attacked my cunt with his natural language and finger. He rammed two fingerbreadth into me, spreading my tight puss as he searched and found my G-spot. Damn, that felt so good ! He rubbed that legal tender sensitive spot repeatedly as he shifted his attention to my clit. St. Paul was always good with my clit and tonight was no exception. He licked all around it, teasing me and holding me just below the edge—just short of my much-needed orgasm. When he nibbled my hard button and pulled it between his teeth I exploded. My back arched severely and I jumped from the chair, rising more than a metrical foot before falling down exhausted.

Paul relaxed, his headspring resting on the inside of my liquid soft thigh while I recovered from my sweet trial by ordeal. In clip I stood and pulled him onto the bed to lie future to me. I ran my nails around his mamilla, down his abdomen and around his member. It throbbed in his excitement. The arterial blood vessel pulsed, punishing and purple along his barb. The head was swollen, a sure polarity of his foreplay. It came to me, not for the first sentence, that I could easily control Paul by controlling his penis. Now there was solid food for thought !

I leaned over Paul, encouraging him to adjoin and fondle my breast. I moved one teat over his mouth ; he reached up immediately to wet-nurse. I wrapped my helping hand around his shaft and began to stroke slowly and gently. Yes, I had him entirely in my control, but if I took total control what would I do with it ? Continuing down our present path seemed pointless. Some kind of modification would be called for, but what ? How ?

I dribbled some baby lotion over his tool and increased my pace. Saul closed his eyes and his respiration became shallow and erratic. I sat up, pulling my teat from his sass so I could use two hands. I rotated my manpower as I stroked faster and faster. Suddenly, Paul tensed and, driving his articulatio coxae up, stroke rope after rophy of hot slippery cum over his abdomen and chest. He sagged exhausted. I looked at my semen-covered hands, scooped up whatever semen I could from his deflating penis and moved them to his mouth."outdoors up,"I told him,"You made this mess ; you can scavenge it up."Reluctantly—slowly -- his mouth opened and I wiped my finger's breadth with his tongue."hold open it open, you're not done yet,"I told him as I scraped as much as I could from his dead body, even going so far as to squeeze the last few drops from his wilting phallus. This sentence he was more willing. He opened his mouth, extended his spit and licked my fingers clean. I shifted us around, pulled the blankets over us and we went quickly to sleep.

I slept soundly, but woke early. My mind was active—I was thinking about what Paul had said and about his obviously submissive behavior last night. My studies had shown that many very driven and successful men had a strong slavish side. I'd learn out the internet this morning once I was sure Paul had left for work. I drifted back to sleep, my plan beginning to take shape.

It's amazing what you can bump on the internet. I read a lot of storey about femdom and thraldom, but nearly of them were ridiculous. Stories about men blackmailed into thraldom for the goofy understanding were absurd. How anyone could even think that crap was amazing. More believable were the blog about domination and compliance, dealing with a submissive better half, and the office of the dominant. More important were the estimation I was able to get about what to do with my married man if I decided to go forward. The last prison term I worked this hard was when I was writing my thesis. I learned that being a dominant was a lot of work and even more responsibility.

There was a lot more than getting off and beating the crap out of the submissive. I'd be responsible for for everything—all the decisions, financial and otherwise ; Paul the Apostle's wellness and well-being, his dress, his chore, like I said—everything. I wasn't all that sure I wanted to do it. Then I figured out what I would do with him. I laughed—it was good story, but it was also extremely doable.

Domination was all about control—mind control. Control was zip more than a state of matter of mind—psychological control. I was a psychology major with an M.S. and PhD. It seemed like a pure fit for me.

CHAPTER 2 –SUBMISSION

It was almost three calendar month after that memorable eve that I decided to act. I sat in a comfortable chair in our living room early on a Thursday evening. I was wearing a unretentive black chick and no underwear. I had a brownish paper sack from the market at my animal foot. I was make."Paul,"I called,"would you come in here for a minute ?"

"Hi, hon…what's up ?"Paul sat in the adjacent chair.

"Do you come back the conversation we had a few months ago about ‘ The Fifty Shades of grayness ?"

"Uh, yeah…sure. Why ?"

"Do you still feel the same way…about submitting to me ?"

"Uh…yeah, why ?"

"You don't sound so for sure ... not as sure as you seemed to be that night."

"I'm sure. It's just that you took me by surprise. Are you telling me you want to do it ?"

"Let me put it this way…you need to be on the floor…now !"Paul looked at me incredulously, but he slowly slid off the death chair onto the floor. I pointed to a spot between my legs. Paul moved to where I had indicated."Good boy. Get used to being there ; you'll be there a lot. Now I want you to stand and remove your clothes—all of them. Lay them on the table here, even your brake shoe. Stunned by this tour of events Paul stood and slowly removed his clothing. He laid everything on the board as I had told him.

"Do you voluntarily pay yourself to me ? To serve me ? To obey without interrogative sentence ? To be my prop ?"

"Yes…Ma'am."

"I think you should cry me Miss Liz. Now there's something I need to do. Then we'll talk about some prescript for you to follow. It will be much comfortable for me to manipulate you here."I reached up and touched his forehead,"when I control you here."I touched his turncock. It was growing with his obvious exhilaration. I reached into my bag and removed the custom-built chromium steel steel prick cage. I placed the annulus over his testicles and pulled his hard penis into the ring, I went back to the bag for an ice ring, having anticipated his arousal. I laid it on his cock and it shrunk almost immediately. I slid it easily into the tube and locked it securely with the exceptional screws that came with it. I watched Paul's verbal expression as I placed the wrench onto a silver range of mountains and dropped it over my head. The wrench disappeared between my breasts.

"Very good, dear. Now go to the coat wheel by the front door. You'll see two items there. Don't worry, you'll know which ones to bring back to me. When you come back you can re-start your position between my legs."Paul turned, still in a daze, and walked to the door. We have an antique coat rack there for jackets and hat. Today there were two additional items on one of the come-on. He returned and sat between my peg. He handled the particular to me."You are to put on this collar whenever you are at home. I bought it for you at Petco. See what the gens plate says ?

He took the pinko rhinestoned collar from me and read the minuscule alloy plaque."Paula ?"

‘ Yes, that's who you'll be when you're here with me."I took the leather arrest and fastened it around his neck."You know that I have no siblings…no family at all. I always wanted to have a baby or, at to the lowest degree, a girlfriend to talk with and go shopping with. That's going to be your function. Don't vexation, I'm not going to block you or mortify you. Nobody will experience except you and me. In time we'll go out together, but I guarantee that nobody will recognize you. When you go to work you'll remove the pink collar and replace it with this gold range. You have a sixteen and a half inch neck opening ; this chemical chain is XVII inch. It's heavy so you'll know it's there and, of course, you'll have your cage as a constant admonisher of your meekness to me. Any questions so far ?"

"Are you going to urinate me go naked at abode like I've read about ?"

"No, but I will decide what you will wear. Since you'll be Paula it will be adult female's dress. I'll still let you play golf game and, of line, I'll still go to your boring customer dinner. Outwardly, we'll be the same loving distich. In reality we'll still be loving, but I'll pull all the strings. If you are going to be submissive to me I will make the decisiveness and you will obey. If you want to back out now would be a good time to speak up."Saint Paul was silent.

"As I told you, ‘ subservient'is not a noun, it's an adjective—a word that describes your United States Department of State of judgment. I also told you that you would be my slave, but I'm not going to torture you or humiliate you unless you force me to. There are more in force ways to control you. Do as you are told and we will have no problems. Right now I'm feeling a lot of emphasis so I need to cum. That's your job. Get in there and lick me unspoiled. Then we'll go to step two in your transformation."

Paul leaned forward and licked my labia. They were red and inflamed with desire in second base. He attacked my burrow, forcing his substantial tongue deep into my inner center. I swear I had never run so much twat juice in my life—that's how shake up I was from the day's developments. I pushed my articulatio coxae out, encouraging him to lick even harder. He sucked my entire puss into his mouth causing rip to feed into my sex. Every part of my pussy was pulsing in delight. He moved to my clitoris ; it was tough and hot. I could see it was bright red from engorgement with origin. It was, after all, the female combining weight of a penis. Somehow he managed to suckle it between his tooth and when he did I couldn't hold back. I wrapped my stage around his psyche and squeezed for all I was Charles Frederick Worth. It was an climax to end all orgasms. I thought this might mold out pretty well after all.

Once I had recovered I told Paul to need adjacent week off from employment,"You just closed that big cartwright lot. You can use the metre off and there are a lot of affair I want to do with you…preparing you for your new life. On Saturday we'll go on a niggling trip. We'll go shopping for some womanly dress for you ; that's why we're going away. If we're fifty international mile from here it's not likely that we'll run into anyone who knows you. Now I want to conduct you into the shower."I attached a pink troika to his collar and led him away.

Paula noticed for the first clock time a chain hanging from the shower bath ceiling."I'm going to handcuff you, Paula because I don't want you moving around when I do this. I'm going to try really hard not to hurt you, but I will need your cooperation. I cuffed his wrists and fastened them to the strand with a padlock. He had to stretch to touch the floor."dependable missy, Paula—now I want to put this washup cap over your hair and a blindfold over your eyes. I'm going to use a depilatory on your skin to remove your soundbox hair. I don't want it on top of your head and I definitely don't want it in your eyes. Just hold still for a few minutes."I used great concern in placing the cap over her head tucking her long hair under the protective rubber. Then I added the blindfold. I kissed her impudence and told her I was very please with her cooperation. I removed my wearing apparel, added a pair of vinyl glove and pulled the two quart bottleful of depilatory from under the sink. I carefully rubbed it into her chest and back, under her weapon. In ten minutes I had covered her integral trunk. Then I addressed her human face. I was extremely careful around her sassing, reminding her several times to remain still. Finally, I removed the cock John Milton Cage Jr. and eliminated her pubic hair. I let her stand there for almost ten instant until I turned on the shower allowing her skin to rinse.

I dried her in the shower, keeping her manus cuffed until I was able to give her hammer John Milton Cage Jr. to her physical structure. A humidify lotion soothed and softened her peel."You'll card I kept you handcuffed until your cock Cage was back in place. You will never equal your penis again. It belongs to me so I'll be the one to impact it, how often will look on how you behave with me. If you cooperate fully and without vacillation I might let you out once a week or so, maybe even more often. Misbehave and it might be month before you see your adjacent orgasm.

"Now you're dry and I want to get you ready for bed."I went to my closet and removed a short white nightdress. I slipped it over her head ; it came to her soft speed second joint. I sat her on the bed and carry on my account,"Tomorrow when you come home I will let a notary here. I have some papers for you to sign. As my slave you can't bear to own anything. After all, you are just my place. You will sign over all your assets and your fellowship to me. Don't worry, I'm not going to cheat you. I'm going to take the very unspoilt fear of you. However, as my slave you will forfeit all of your homo and husband's rights. A slave does not have sex with her schoolmistress. I have some ideas in that regard, but we'll get to them down the road a bit. I don't want to overload you with too a lot too soon.

"On Sabbatum morning we'll get up early so we can get to the workshop before they become too crowded. We'll go to high-end shops where we'll get personal service. I will not tolerate the salesgirls to get to fun of you. You'll need clothes, intimate apparel, shoes, stockings, and so forth. I've already bought you foam front forms. When we add a wig you'll look very feminine. We'll pattern all week walking and doing makeup, how to clothe, how to use the bathroom…everything an attractive woman needs to recognize. What, near Paula ?"

"Am I going to use the ladies'elbow room ? I don't want to get arrested."

"Yes, you most certainly will. You'll be dressed like a woman…you'll tone and act like a woman…and as far as anyone knows you'll be a woman. Of grade, you'll use the gentlewoman'room. It's not like the men's way, you know. It's all private toilets, besides I think you'll have to sit in rescript to pee anyway. That reminds me of something else, but it can hold off until tomorrow.

"So far as sex is concerned, you will give me viva voce climax daily. When you are released you will be cuffed either to the bed or behind your back so you don't touch your phallus. I will jerk you off when you are really good. At other meter I might simply milk you by massaging your prostate to get rid of your built-up seed. Either way I will bear you to drink it just like you did that Nox. You expect me to live with it, so you can, too. As you can see I have been very in use. Being the dominant partner is a lot of workplace. Now go to sleep."I tucked Paula into bed and kissed her good-night. Turning off the light I left and went to the computer.

CHAPTER 3—FIRST DAY OF thraldom

The succeed morning Paula returned to Saul, changed his arrest for his Ernst Boris Chain and went to solve. I drove to the attorney and reviewed all the report I would take. She assured me that she would be at our home by five so she could notarize Paul's signature. My side by side stop was at the berth of a gynecologist who was a long-familiar feminist—more than a women's liberationist, she was a strong believer in female person domination. We had spoken on the telephone many times over the preceding three months. She strongly supported my sweat to keep down and effeminize my married man. I left her berth with two prescriptions, one for heavy-duty hormones—estrogen—the other for a hypnotic, a drug to make Paula more centripetal to my leadership.

All this might seem cruel, even unnecessary, but it was for Paula's good. In a typical week Paul the Apostle might make for seventy or eighty 60 minutes. He was driving himself to an early tomb ; his physician had told him various times to take it easier. We were already multimillionaires with more than ten million in investments. I knew he had been offered twenty million for his agency and had rejected it out of hand. I figured I could get thirty, and if I could, I'd sell the imprecate thing in a 2d. I valued her life more than all the money in the world.

Paul returned home at 5:15, changed his Sir Ernst Boris Chain for the apprehension and became Paula again. I introduced him to the attorney. Once more I gave him an out,"If you plan to back out darling now would be a proficient time."

"No, Miss Liz, it's what I want. I trust you so let's just sign."Gloria showed her all the figure and where to signal them. ( S ) he signed where appropriate as did I. In ten minutes we were done. I wrote a check for the attorney and she left.

"I'm very proud of you, Paula. Now let's get you out of those dress. I bought you a few things today, but they can wait until we come home from dinner. We're going out first to have our nails done and then to dinner. I have a surprise for you when we get home."I drove us to the nail parlor where we each had a pedicure and manicure in that order. We sat together in the back of the parlour soaking our feet and having the nails shaped and filed. I told the technician that I wanted her nails shaped exactly like mine. When he asked about brush up color I told him we would both have Covergirl Ever Reddy. He looked at me and then at Paula but remained silent—OK, he didn't say anything in English language, but I had no idea what he said in Vietnamese. Paula put her socks and shoes on and we went for our manicures. I allowed her sort out varnish while I had the same Ever Reddy applied to my nails. We left there around seven for dinner.

When we got plate I took Paula's concatenation off and replaced it with her taking into custody. I used the trey to go her to the bedroom. Once there she removed her clothes on my command and I cuffed her paw to the headboard, her ramification to the corners at the bottom of the bed."I'm very delight with how you are adjusting to your new life. Paula. I expected an argument from you on your toenails. I'm going to reward you. That's why your script are cuffed."I removed the wrench and opened her cock cage. I barely had it off when it hardened and grew."Just you relax Paula…I'll contract care of everything."I leaned down for a farseeing cryptic kiss. Paula did not put her natural language into my mouth—it would get been out or keeping for a striver to take such liberties. My clapper explored her mouth eagerly. My finger tickled her nipples. They were tiny, but I had a programme for them, too. I ran my fingers up and down her shaft, giggling as I saw her cock startle and handshaking."My good, Paula, your clit sure is ready. From now on you will denote to this as your clitoris. Do you read, Paula ?"

"Yes, young woman Liz, it is my clit."

"Good girl, Paula, now let's see if we can get you off. I don't think it will take too often. I wrapped my finger's breadth around the shaft and gripped lightly. The rut it gave off was amazing. I thought it was the intemperately I had ever experienced. Just wait until I had denied her for a week or Thomas More. I gripped her lump, enjoying the sense of the baby fluent skin in my hand. Paula obviously enjoyed it, too. She groaned with joy. Ever so slowly I began to stroke, tightening my grip and increasing my pace as I went. In only two minutes Paula was straining against her bonds, not to get out ; it was an face of her desire—her reaction to being masturbated.

My gait increased again and I could see Paula tense her sinew. Her ejaculation was accompanied by a cheap and foresighted oink. Semen rained over her chest, dropping in globs here and there until, at go, she sagged exhausted."Remember what I told you, Paula ? Where is all this delicious seed going ?"

"In my mouth, young woman Liz. I'll take it all. May I clean your fingers ?"Paula opened her back talk and licked my fingers clean. I used my fingertips to scoop up the remaining come from her chest and she eagerly licked her cum until she was clean. I went to the bathroom and returned with a hot washrag. I washed Paula's clitoris from top to bottom and replaced the cock cage, securing it in situation with the wrench. I released Paula from her bondage and pulled her from the bed."You are my slave, Paula, not my husband. You will log Z's in the invitee elbow room. seed and see how I've decorated it for you. I've already put some of your new clothes in the closet."I led her to the elbow room. We'd rarely used it in the past, but I had redecorated. The paint was garden pink, the drape lacey. I had purchased a new bedroom set, Patrick White enamel -- perfect for a Danton True Young girl.

"I'm going to throttle you while you sleep, Paula. I will post these headphones on you. You will hear to them all Nox, even while you are sleeping. Now, lie down and let me get you ready."Paula lay on the bed in her whiteness nightie. I fastened her wrists and ankles to the bed. The book binding were a little loose so she could be comfortable, but not so open that she could remove the earphone which I fastened to her drumhead with a leather shoulder strap. I raised the blankets over her, tucked her in, gave her the hypnotic medication, and kissed her goodnight."nap well, Paula, we have a big day tomorrow."I started the CD player and left the way. All night long Paula would pick up my content,"Your name is Paula. You are a slave female child. You live to attend to your mistress. You love your schoolma'am more than anything. Her happiness is all you live for…."

I had told Paula to shout me"Miss Liz."The CD content referred to me as"Mistress."I hoped that I could supervise her progress by what she called me. It turned out I was right—more rectify than I could have got hoped for.

CHAPTER 4 -- SHOPPING

As I promised we arose former Sabbatum morning. I walked in to Paula's room at 6:45. The CD participant was still running, the headphones firmly in place. I turned the simple machine off and removed them, waking Paula in the physical process."Good aurora, Paula. How is my beautiful slave this morning ?"

"Wonderful, Mistress…I slept extremely well. May I serve you in some way this morn ?"

"Yes, Paula. Once I release you make your bed and dress in the apparel I've laid out on your chair. You can make the breakfast—coffee, bacon, and fried ballock. Make enough for two, but set only one place at the table. You will eat in your place, and where is that ?"

"On the storey, Mistress, between your ramification. May I lick your luscious pussy while you eat ?"

"We'll see…we have a occupy day ahead of us. Now get moving you wench."Paula did as she was told ; I fed her bits of egg and Viscount St. Albans from my fingerbreadth as she laid her head against my second joint adoringly. I quizzed her during breakfast :

"What is your name ?"

"Paula, Mistress."

"What is your aim in lifespan ?"

"I am your bequeath slave. I exist only to serve you, Mistress…to bring you pleasure."

"You can bring me pleasure now. figure out me until I cum."Paula used her oral fissure and clapper to bring me to a delicious coming. What a wonderful way to begin the day."I need to pee, Paula. Will you take it from me ?"

"Yes, with pleasure, Mistress."She sealed her back talk against my bitch and wassail greedily the acrid urine from my soundbox. When I was done she licked me clean. I helped her with the peach and we were out the door by 8:00. In our yesteryear life Paul would give birth driven. Now as the dominant partner I drove, Paula, neatly dressed in her Edward D. White polo top and Shirley Temple Black Capri's sitting quietly beside me. Paul's pilus was usually in a pony tail, symbolic, I guess, of his artistic nature. Today I had it combed down around his head. One day, possibly next week I'd have it styled.

Our first halt was Victoria's mystery. We walked in the threshold just after opening. I found a vernal eager salesgirl and took her excursus."I want at least XV exercise set of underwear—all of them extremely womanly and aphrodisiac. They're for my husband, Paula. I won't tolerate any laughing at her, do you understand ? Do you have a large medical dressing room big enough for the three of us ?"

She looked at me unbelieving until I took Paula in tow ; she led us to a room marked"Staff Only."“ Paula, you will give to murder your clothing so this Whitney Moore Young Jr. ma'am can measure you. Lay your wearing apparel on the chair."Obediently, Paula shed her wearing apparel and stood nude except for her shaft John Cage. The untried adult female watched unbelieving until I reminded her that I had a hundred dollar flyer for her cooperation. She measured Paula's waist and hip then disappeared for several minutes, returning with several eccentric of panties she thought would fit. I had Paula try them on and rejected almost one-half as not aphrodisiacal enough. Ultimately, we bought 15 twain in motley coloring. I told Paula to keep a black pair on. She was pleased not to be naked. Next we tried on supporter belt ammunition, bras, and stockings. I had bought titty strain online, sizing C, to satisfy out the bra. The saleslady helped me tape them in plaza. I also bought various corsets and waist cinchers to feminise Paula's body and several cute nightgowns and teddies.

Paula wore the panties, garter knock, stockings, bra, and tit forms out of the store. She looked very feminine, except for her shoes. I gladly gave the little girl the hundred—she earned every penny.

Our next check was a shoe storehouse. Once again I told the salesgirl what I expected. We bought several pairs of sandals, flats, and heels—2-inch, 3-inch, and 4-inch. I'd see that she got raft of pattern in the next week. She wore the sandals out of the store. I threw the snitcher in the trash.

We walked along the mall—two women out for a day of shopping. Paula attracted no more tending than I did."You see, Paula,"I commented softly,"you look like a woman, you're dressed like a woman, that's what everyone sees. You fit in beautifully. That's also because you are a beautiful char. Do you see anyone staring at you ? No, of course of instruction not."I squeezed her hand and smiled.

"Thank you kept woman. I knew I could desire you not to stymy me. I love you, Mistress."

"I love you, too, my striver girl."We spent four hours shopping and spent more than three thousand dollars. It was money well spent. We went to lunch and afterwards we went to the gentlewoman'room together. I applied some lipstick to Paula's rim and we left. Before we went home we made one more stop—at a wig store. I bought a short wig with curly hair. Paula's hair was dark brown ; the wig was colored blonde. She looked large in it—beautiful and sexy.

Back at home an hour later we carefully placed all the purchase in her chest of drawers and water closet. I showed her how to fall the bird and the sound ways to fold up and salt away her lingerie."Take off your blouse and Capri's, Paula. institute your new shoes into the living room ... not more than five minutes, now."I sat in my chair and opened my legs. Paula found her way there—to her place in less than the time allotted. I patted her heading and told her what a commodity missy she was."Take off the sandals and put on the 2-inch hound. I think you should sit up here for this. You might stimulate trouble standing otherwise."

I held Paula's bridge player as she learned to walk in heels. I emphasized skillful posture and swaying her hips, much as I would do. We spent an hour in the 2-inch bounder and she showed considerable progress. I had her change to the 3-inch. This was a bit more unmanageable ; she had a lot of fuss at first holding her Libra the Scales. Her military posture was terrible, but it would come along over the next week. We took a suspension for dinner party ; I had Paula make us BLT sandwiches. We ate in the living room, me at the table Paula on the floor. After dinner I had Paula draw me a bath. I relaxed in the hot water while she washed every part of my consistency. Paula lovingly dried me with a big fluffy towel ; I showed my appreciation by giving her a yearn inscrutable buss. I allowed Paula to shower down and awaited her return key in the living room. Fifteen minutes later she was dressed for bed in the red teddy I had laid out for her ; she took her plaza between my ramification, her head resting on my thigh. I stroked her facial expression and ran my fingers through her hair's-breadth while I read my belated psychological science journal.

Many dominants control their striver through pain—beatings and torture. I viewed that approach as archaic and unreliable. It was also potentially grave. It would be much more effective to mold Paula's brainpower to my mastery through the spellbinding drug and the suggestions I would give her every night. I put her to bed at ten, securing her hands and ankles to the restraint. I gave her the medication, making sure she had swallowed it completely and turned on the CD again. This clip the message went like this :

"My public figure is Paula. I am a beautiful aphrodisiac female person slave. I live only to serve well my Mistress. I love my schoolmistress more than anything else. I love it when my kept woman uses me for sex. I love sex with both cleaning lady and men. I love sucking cock. I love drinking cum from a big hard putz. I enjoy having my anus penetrated. I love having a can plug in my ass. My name is…."

I would use these CD's every night, sometimes repeating the messages. Each new one would help to make Paula more slavish and more useful. I had already told her that she would not get laid me, however I knew that I would need penetrating sex. That meant bringing new men into the chamber. I wanted Paula to be a component part of that. She could suck my buff's rooster and houseclean the two of us afterwards. I would eventually let them to fuck her in the ass. Through my suggestions I could ensure that she only felt extreme pleasure.

CHAPTER 5—TRAINING DAYS/SELLING THE FARM

I worked Paula hard all weekend long, but I gave her a ease on Tuesday. I secured her to her bed and used the CD to reinforce her training. I had early business. I went to conform to with Roger Thorne. Roger was a challenger of Saul's and it was he who had offered to buy Paul's federal agency. Personally, I found the man to be an arrogant twirp, but this was business sector and I wasn't going to let my personal feelings get in the way of a deal.

Roger undressed me with his eye as he led me into his post ; I couldn't help but card. I explained that I now had ownership of Paul's federal agency. I had to be careful—I almost called him Paula. I explained that I might be unforced to betray if the price was mighty and that twenty million wasn't right. Surprisingly, he agreed and offered me XXV."I sort of like xxxv,"I replied.

"Ha ! I thought you would, but why should I give you 35 ?"

"Roger,"I began,"let's cut through all the bullshit, shall we ? I'll make you a bet. You're what…50 ? I'll bet you I can get you off twice in an hour…right here…right now. If I win you pay 35 ; if you win I'll sell at twenty-five. Deal ?"

Roger laughed for more than five instant before becoming dangerous."You gon na get naked for this ?"

"Absolutely ! So… ?"

"It's a lot. I'm favourable if I get it once every two weeks at nursing home, so the showtime one should be pretty spry, but you're gon na go your mellifluous ass off to get the second."I rose and shook his hand, moved to the door and locked it as he told his secretary not to disturb him. I returned and began to slowly strip."You can bug out the clock as soon as I'm naked."I could hardly see him nod behind his drooling mouth. I stood before him pirouetting and giving him a really good flavor. I had studied the effect of ocular stimulation on manly intimate reply in alumna school so I knew exactly what I was doing.

Suddenly, I turned and opened his belted ammunition, pulling his pants to his ankles. His cock was so voiceless I could barely trust it. I took him into my mouthpiece, licked all around the header and swallowed him deep into my pharynx. I used my throat muscles along with my natural language and I wasn't the least surprised when he sprayed my faucial tonsil with his emollient. I backed off,"That's one ! Fifty-two minutes to go."

He laughed,"That was the easy one. What you got in judgement for the hard one ?"I grabbed his shirt and pulled him off his chair, dropping him onto the flooring. I took his hand and led it to my twat. I let him feel my wetness and my estrus. He couldn't resist rubbing my slit and fingering me. I knew he thought he was distracting me, but what he was really doing was turning himself on. I could tell by his respiration that he was getting really hot to fuck.

I moved my hands to his cock. It took me less than two mo to draw him hard. I looked him in the eyes as I straddled his pelvic girdle. I rubbed his dick into my twat, arching my back and thrusting my D-cup bosom into his face. All this was carefully planned. I sank on his cock and began to sway. I took it slow at first off, but increased my tempo quickly. I used my Kegel muscles to flex my pussy and squeeze his cock as I bent it back and forth. I was only on him for five minutes when he blew his load. Now it was my turn to jest,"Amateur ! You owe me thirty-five million."

"Tell you what…let's make it an even forty. That's the intimately cock sucking and the unspoilt fucking I've ever had. That Alice Paul is a lucky man."I had him write a promise to purchase with the amount, escort, and his signature tune. We spent almost an hour hammering out the point as I sat naked on the opposite side of meat of the desk. He tried to grab my titmouse respective times, but I laughed,"Sorry, Roger, that boat has left the dock."I also had him consort to proceed on the current staff at their current earnings for at to the lowest degree a twelvemonth. He said his attorney would take up up the paper by the end of the calendar week. I agreed to take on with him again at four Friday good afternoon to finalize the plenty. I dressed, walked out of the office and went straight to the noblewoman elbow room. I walked into a stall, bent over and vomited violently into the bowl. The things I do for Paul's business.

I drove home to chance Paula exactly as I had left her. Her eyes were closed and she was relaxed. She started, but smiled when I walked into the room. I sat on the bed,"Paula, I have news for you. You know how I have been worried about all the stress on you. I've taken tutelage of that for you. I sold the agency."When Paula started to object I placed my fingerbreadth on her brim."I know you told me that twenty dollar bill was too trivial so I got forty."

"forty million, schoolmistress ?"

"Yes, my mellisonant niggling slave girl…forty million and I'll assure you how. I got the Mary Leontyne Price to twenty-five and bet him I could get him off twice in an hour. I did it in thirty-five moment. He threw in the spear carrier five because I was his best ever. Once I was done I threw up in the ladies room. I hated doing it with him, but for fifteen million it was worth it. arrest here and study while I take a rain shower. The deal will be finalized on Friday afternoon. You can come in if you wish, but only as Paula. I doubt he'll even know it's you."I leaned down and kissed Paula's forehead as I began the CD again.

I relaxed in the shower bath as I planned the succeeding steps in Paula's education. I wanted her to be a sexual being. Men give ; fair sex receive. She had to learn to incur in both her pickle. Once I had dressed I removed her from the bed. I brought her to the keep way where she sat in her place."Paula, I want you to learn about sex from a woman's view. You know that adult female are built to receive. You have two trap that must be trained to receive. support up and remove your panties then I want you on all fours in the middle of the room. Paula took only seconds to comply. I kneeled in front of her and showed her the butt fire hydrant."Paula, you will get to know this very well. From this moment forward it will always be in your girl kitty. You may remove it only when you have to run your bowel. When you are done you will pick it in your lip and take back it to its proper place. Now lick it ; I will put it into you the first-class honours degree time. We will use this wad for a week then you will move to a slightly enceinte one. In a few weeks you will be able to go for a large one, the size of a big cock, easily."

I held the plug so she could lick it and continue it with her spittle. I pushed her head down and told her to relax as I pushed it into her butt. Of course, she tensed her musculus so I spanked her twice to remind her to follow my order of magnitude. It was a bit of a struggle, but eventually the stopple slid past her refractory sphincter."How is that now, Paula ? You should find full-of-the-moon, but not pain."

"Yes, fancy woman, it feels like I have to go, but you are right—it does not wound. I am sorry I resisted. Are you going to penalise me ? I deserve it."

"We'll see, Paula how you do with your cock sucking exercise. Put your scanty back on and make out over to the chair. Kneel between my leg. OK, now you know how a good deal a man likes to have his tool sucked. I want you to exercise on this ; I pulled a dildo from the chair. It was mid-sized, about 6-7 in long and only an inch in diameter."You'll need to get all of this into your mouth, like this."I put the entire dildo into my mouth."With recitation you should be able to get a ten-inch pecker into your sassing and throat. You also need to learn to suckle a man to windup. You'll practice that, too. But for now let's see what you can do with this."I gave Paula the dildo and watched as she struggled to deal with it. At one point I stopped her."Paula, you need to catch one's breath through your olfactory organ. It's soft to breathe and suck that way. Now, try it. OK, that's better, but you only have about four inches in your mouth. Try fucking your sassing with it. unspoilt, you almost got all of it that meter. Keep going while I get us a drink."

I walked to the kitchen, getting a chardonnay grape for me and a blow for Paula. When I returned I was a bit surprised to see that she had swallowed the entire dildo. I patted her oral sex, kissed her and told her she deserved a payoff. I laid her on the storey and cuffed her hired man behind her dorsum. I removed her cage and took her clitoris into my mouth."Pay attention…no drifting off on me. This is a education exercise. Soon I'll study you to relegate so you can pick up men and fumble them. You need to practice and there's no stand-in for the real thing, plus you also need practice swallowing. Now watch me."

I opened my mouth and ran my knife around the straits of her clitoris. It jumped and throbbed in arousal."When you do this, Paula, make sure you don't use your deal. Maybe I'll cuff them for you. Doesn't that sound like fun ?"Holding my helping hand behind my vertebral column I slowly lowered my mouth over her organ. I could see she was paying attention—trying to break up up pointers ; I was an fantabulous all-day sucker of turncock.

My chief stopped when my lips touched her bare pubis. Her eight inch were deep into my throat. I showed Paula that I was breathing through my olfactory organ. I could save this clitoris in my mouth indefinitely, but I moved off, sucking fiercely as I did. I pulled all the way off and licked around the head several prison term. Paula raised her rosehip in an campaign to force the clit into my sass. A smack to her balls stopped that ; she winced and whimpered in pain.

I decided to get to knead. I fucked her clit with my mouth, imitating a plastered cunt as I drove her to an climax. Suddenly she spurted, filling my mouthpiece with her slick white juice. Over and over she repeated until she was spent. I moved over her mouth. She knew what was coming so she opened up. I let her cum drip slowly from my oral fissure."Stick your tongue into my mouth…clean all the seed from my knife and gums."I leaned down for the kiss and opened my mouth so Paula could clean it. Soon she would clean another man's cum from my pussy.

By Friday Paula's breeding was well underway. She could walk easily in the 4-inch heels and she was becoming adjusted to the feminine clothing, although she had yet to palpate comfortable in her girdle even though I planned to constrict her waistline twice as practically as I was doing so far. All the Lapplander, they gave her extremely attractive curves. On Wednesday she spent almost the stallion day applying makeup to her human face. I had plucked her brow, shaping them in a feminine way. She was well on her way to becoming a genuine pantywaist slave. Her final orientation course would come this weekend when I took her out to a bar where I'd encourage her to flirt shamelessly with anyone within reach.

Paula handled her oral practice much considerably than I anticipated, but her anal still needed employment. I would reenforce that during her nightly CD academic term. Thursday nighttime her CD reinforced her earlier object lesson and built on her sexual object lesson of the day :

My public figure is Paula. I am a Milquetoast striver for my schoolmarm. I live to obey my Mistress. Every second of my day is pass bringing her joy. I love sex with men and woman. I love to give suck cock…the bad the better. I enjoy being fucked in my pussy. It gives me so very much pleasure. I love the orgasms being fucked gives me…."

On Wednesday I took some clip off to claver Paul's bureau. I explained that he had turned the business over to me for wellness reasons and that I had sold it to Roger Thorne. That announcement brought a chorus line of groans. However, when I told them that they were assured jobs at the same salary many of the staff relaxed and smiled. I wished them well and gave directions for Apostle of the Gentiles's personal dimension. I wasn't terribly worried ; I doubted that she would need any of it in the future.

On Friday I allowed Paula to select her own clothes. She selected crimson lingerie and stockings, a black pleated skirt and a prance white blouse. Her makeup was immaculate and with her wig I would have guessed that even her cheeseparing friends wouldn't be able to identify her as my hubby. We went out for a late luncheon. The restaurant was almost empty when I told her to get under the table and work out my cunt. Her human face went red and she was about to kvetch when I stopped her."Being a hard worker means that you do what you are told when you are told to do it. If you hesitate I will definitely punish you when we get home."Paula dropped her pocketbook and went under the tabular array to retrieve it. She attacked my pussy with marvellous get-up-and-go. It was all I could do to keep myself from moaning. She brought me to a fantastic orgasm in less than five minute. I kissed her passionately once she was back in her chair. various patrons looked and expressed their disapproval, but I didn't care in the least. We enjoyed our dejeuner and we went together to the ma'am elbow room once we had finished. I stood in the carrel and had Paula clean my pussy, licking cum from recondite within my cunt.

Paula and I met our attorney outside the Thorne Enterprises door. I introduced Paula as Paul's twin sister. Gloria looked her over carefully,"You're much better looking than your blood brother. I guess that happens with biovular twins."I explained that Paul was ill, but that Paula was a successful businesswoman from the Midwest. I wanted her to review the declaration prior to signing. We walked together into Thorne's agency where I introduced Paula to the big asshole behind the desk. We reviewed the papers, signed and waited while the conducting wire transfer was completed. I thanked Gloria and paid her for her prison term. Paula and I kissed and walked down the street hand-in-hand.

CHAPTER 4—BLOWJOB LESSONS

I had Paula practice all morning and virtually of the afternoon on sucking a large dildo—ten inches long and almost two thick. She managed to get to a greater extent than half of it into her throat, which I considered acceptable considering her limited experience. However, a week from now my expectations would be somewhat higher.

I put her into bed around three for a legal brief nap, the now associate earphones firmly in place. I laid out her clothes for the evening—sexy, but not quite slutty, but no bra. I'd use extra tape recording to firmly ensure them in topographic point. I tiptoed out of the elbow room to shower down and prepare a few more CD's. I woke her at six, sending her into the cascade. I helped dry her placid skin, hairless after shoemaker's last evening's depilation. From what I had read another month of applications would virtually eliminate any futurity hair from her body. She dressed and sat while I applied her makeup. I put it on a small heavier and sluttier than I had in the past. I wanted to attract attention.

After a leisurely dinner we went out to a bar on the early slope of Town. I knew it would experience a in good order crowd, but it was not the variety of place we would ordinarily shop so I doubted we'd run into any of our friends. We walked in, attracting the attending of various grouping of men. I had removed my wedding and booking rings since taking Paula as my hard worker. I had already explained to Paula that I no longer considered her to be my husband and that she had none of my husband's rights. She had never uttered even a single complaint. We sat in a booth and waited a patch for the mixologist to get along over and charter our order,"I'll have a Cosmo. My friend here will have a Sprite."He looked at us for a minute before his eyes latched onto Paula's braless bosom. Her"nipples'pressed tightly against the taut material of her blouse. Her corset was pulled an inch tighter tonight, emphasizing the curve of her coxa and ass. Her retentive slender legs were accented by her 4-inch heels.

We were there to a lesser extent than ten proceedings when two young guys approached. When I say young I mean they were probably in their mid-twenties, wearing stiff T's and even tighter denim."evening, ladies, what brings you here tonight ?"

"preparation,"I replied.

"Uh…did you say ‘ preparation'?"

"Yes, as a subject of fact I did. Why don't you sit down and I'll explain."I continued once they were seated and had introduced themselves,"I'm Liz and this is Paula. She's my effeminate slave. I'm here to break her blowjob training."

"Excuse me, Ma'am, but what exactly is a cissy slave ?"

"fountainhead, to get down with, two week ago Paula was my husband Paul. He's had some really unattackable slavish inclinations and offered to be my slave. Turning him into a woman…a sissy…was my approximation. Cute, isn't she ? I'll bet both of you could use a swell blowjob, couldn't you ?"

"You trying to tell me she's…uh, he's a guy ?"

"Of trend. Go ahead and feel her crotch. It's OK, isn't it, Paula dearest ?"

"Yes, fancy woman,"she replied, turning the most delightful tint of red. Gary, the guy on her side of the booth reached down and jumped back in shock,"What the fuck is that ?"

"That's a turncock Cage. It helps me to command her. So, boys…interested ? Just think of her as a she-male. Don't most laugh at fantasize about she-males ?"

"Well, yeah…I guess,"said Hank Aaron,"Can we make out her in the ass ?"

"Sorry, but she's not quite ready for that yet. You'll have to make do with a blowjob, although she'll be happy to make out with you, too."They looked at each former, shrugged their articulatio humeri, nodded and stood. I helped Paula from her seat, paid our bill and we walked out together. On the way out I was asked if I'd join the fun."Not tonight, sorry, but maybe another clock time once Paula is more fully trained—trained to clean your cock and suck the cum from my cunt…maybe another calendar month, or so."We walked to their van I asked them to open the back doors—it was empty-bellied, perfect for what I had in mind. The open room access faced the position rampart of a three story office building that was closed and iniquity at this hour.

I snapped my fingers to get Paula's tending,"raise in. I want you on your articulatio genus. spread his belt and put down his pants. displume out his cock and suck him off…now."Gary was the showtime to put down. He stood slightly bent at the shoulders while Paula removed his pants and pulled his long firmly cock from his drawers. She had the cock at her lips when she halted,"I can't, Mistress. I'm sorry…I just can't."

"Of line you can, you stupid twit, but you won't. Can't you see that you are embarrassing me ?"

"I'm sorry, Mistress,"she gasped crying now,"I just can't do it."

"Very well, Paula, you give me no choice."I reached in and pulled her out by the neck. I removed her amber range of mountains and replaced it with the pink leather choker. She stood by crying while I spoke to the young men."Here's my card with my speech and phone number. If you'd care to fare by tomorrow eve I assure you a different outcome. Just call around four to confirm. My apologies for this pitiable trollop's operation. seed along, Paula."I yanked the leash and pulled her behind me. I opened the passenger door, but cuffed her behind her back before allowing her to enter.

I started the car and drove off. I was fuming."I told you I would not punish or humiliate you unless you forced me. Well, you have embarrassed me and I promise you it will be the last time. Since when does a slave decide what she will or will not do ? That's my job, recall ?"The residuum of the ride was silent other than an casual sob or whimper coming from Paula. I opened the room access and pulled Paula in by her leash. I uncuffed her work force and told her to strip and get onto the bed. Once there I cuffed her hands to the headboard and her fundament to the recess of the bed. I removed her peter batting cage and stroked her cock. It hardened immediately. I stroked it faster and faster ; just before she was ready to cum I removed my manus. Her cock/clit throbbed and pulsed madly. I allowed her 15 min to chill out down when I repeated, removing my hired man just before she was gear up to cum. She was crying uncontrollably by the metre I'd done it four sentence. I stopped after the one-eighth, reminding her,"cypher likes a cock minx, Paula. Always think that."

I rolled her over and pulled her onto her genu. I left her for a minute and returned carrying something she would learn to dread. Pushing her principal to the mattress, I pulled her scrotum back behind her leg. A minute of arc later her balls were secure in a humbler."OK, up on your knees."She tried to abide by, but fell forward in torment as her ball were almost ripped from her body. She fell into a fetal position on her side.
I left, returning seconds later with a syringe. Paula cowered in fear."Relax, Paula this is the same medication I've been giving you every evening, just a hard Venus's curse. After this night's performance you need some strong reinforcement. Now hold your arm still. I wiped her arm with an alcohol swab and injected directly into her vein. I covered the wound with a band-aid. I placed the headphones and got a new CD from the office. The injection would put her to sleep, but her normal motions during the night would hurt the hell out of her formal. Psychotropic drugs affected the mind in different slipway. Some alleviated pain, others helped control muscular tremors. This one was similar to a"truth serum."Truth blood serum didn't make the subject tell the truth. They reduced his or her resistance to the questions and suggestions of the interrogator. That's what I had been doing all along with Paula—reducing her inhibitions -- her resistivity -- while building her up into the slave I wanted. It was almost exactly what I had done as a psychologist for the CIA. I was still under contract, but now my responsibleness were mostly as a consultant.

This venereal infection was to a greater extent than ten times as potent as the tablets. Add her subliminal message and she should be putty in my handwriting tomorrow. All night and well into the forenoon she would find out :
"My name is Paula. I am a slut slave little girl. I live to serve my schoolmistress. I need cock as much as I need air or water supply. I need cock in my mouth. I need dick in my ass. I am only complete when I have a stopcock. I love to nurse a hard cock. I love to swallow cum. I love to snog men. I want a hard cock in my mouth. I need a hard cock in my ass. I want to blow a man's seed from his shaft. I need to suck a man's semen from my Mistress's twat. I am a complete and total slut. There is nothing I won't do to get a shaft into my mouth…."

CHAPTER 5 - bit chance

I woke early and looked in on Paula. Her lump were swollen and blue, but she was still asleep. I was tempted to remove the humbler, but decided not to. Paula needed a good object lesson. Around ten I turned off the CD and removed the humbler. I uncuffed her wrists and shook her to awake her."Let me see your balls. Oh my, are they as sore as they look ? Let this be a example to you. I don't want to hurt you, but I can and will. You forced me to do this. Don't forget it."Paula hung her straits and cried again.

She looked up at me,"I'm sorry, Mistress. I'll kiss the men. I'll suck their peter. I even want them to love my ass. Would you delight give me a bigger butt chaw ? I want to train myself for them. I can't wait until they come tonight. Could you, maybe…please…ask them to derive earlier ?"

"Remove your male plug and clean house it. When it is spotless you may put it on the dresser."Paula pulled the stopper from her ass and licked it clean. I could see her licking her own shit. I checked the plug and it was spotless ; Paula beamed in pride. I led her to the bathroom where I prepared several clyster of warm soapy water."plication over. I'm going to give you various enemas so you'll be clean inside as well as out. Then I'll give you the larger plug. You will be ready when they come…if they come."

"Oh, Mistress, I hope they will. I want to rationalise for embarrassing you and I want to suck their beautiful cocks."I lubed her bunghole and inserted the nose. The water ran into her rectum. I allowed her to evacuate when the bottle was empty. If I was cruel I could take in insisted she hold it, but enough was enough. Her punishment had exceeded the severity of the crime. I repeated the enemas three Sir Thomas More clip until the water ran crystal clear.

I checked her balls while she sat on the toilet. I rubbed an analgesic pick over them carefully although I could see her wince several times. Paula cleaned her hindquarters and positioned herself over the rump plug I had placed on the floor. Her master copy chaw was an column inch and a half in diam at its widest point and an inch at the groundwork. This one was three inch at the widest and one and a half at the base. She grimaced as she lowered herself, but smiled wonderfully once it was seated."Is this the biggest you have, Mistress ?"

"No, Paula, I still have one bigger, but you're not fix for that one yet. You'll be able to take a tool after having this one in you all day. Now let's have some dejeuner and foot out your wardrobe for tonight."
Gary called just after four to see if it was on."Actually, Paula would care you to make out early so she can apologise properly. I have some Warren Burger and salads we could make for dinner so why not come over as soon as you can. Paula will suck you off then we'll eat and after dinner you can make out her."

"How about you ?"

"Maybe…we'll see. This is really about training Paula, you know."

"Yeah, but I'd like to at least see what you've got to offer."

"Like I said…we'll see. What do you stimulate to offer ?"

"You'll see…let's just say I've never had any complaints."I laughed, but he said they could be here in forty proceedings. I called Paula to the bathroom to slay her plug. It was a struggle but we did eventually get it out. I dressed Paula in a tight contraband corset, reducing her waistline from 34 inches to 27 and pushing her chest forms up and out. She wore no panties, leaving her chromium steel cock cage gleam in the dim light. Her black garter belt held sheer black stocking with lacey tops at mid-thigh ; her groundwork were shoe with 4-inch Black stilettos. I combed her wig to beau ideal. Her makeup was really sluttish.

I planned to own her reply the door on her human knee. When the buzzer rang she did answer it, kissing the men's feet as they entered. She rose and walked them into the living elbow room when I sat patiently. I snapped my fingers and Paula ran to her station, but this prison term she faced the men hungrily."wellspring, Paula, who do you want first ?"

"Both of them, Mistress."I patted her shoulder and she scampered to their understructure. She unbuckled their belt and removed their pants and boxers. Two sizeable erections stared her in the face. She took Gary's into her mitt and stroked it gently before sucking it deep into her mouth. She stroked Aaron's prick and fondled his formal carefully. She withdrew almost, but not quite all the way, staring into Gary's awestruck face the entire time. She licked around the head various clock time before moving her attention to Aaron's big cock. Once again she licked before actually sucking, making the huge organ disappear into her mouth. Her sass was like a vacuity, sucking pedigree into the organ while simultaneously urging his slipperiness white cum out. Aaron staggered under Paula's onslaught ; Gary's human knee went a bit weak while she slowly, but firmly stroked his saliva-coated cock.

I giggled when Hank Aaron fell to his knees before sliding onto his spine, his legs apart with darling sweet Paula between them. She cupped his balls and slid a finger into his asshole. Henry Louis Aaron arched his back and blew into Paula's mouth five…no, six times. She managed to unsay every drop before licking Henry Louis Aaron's cock immaculately white. She kissed the tip then the surprised Aaron's mouth before turning back to Gary. He could barely stomach as she stroked him. His puff up purple head throbbed in Paula's hand as she licked his spear teasingly. Again Paula stared into Gary's oculus as she sucked his hard cock deep into her throat. All nine in of slurred cock meat disappeared, with Paula's lips firmly entrenched in his pubic hair. Slowly she began to be intimate him with her oral fissure, running her tongue all around his shaft of light. She increased her tempo, sucking even harder. She removed her mouth just before he came, blowing almost three pes into the air before coming to rest on his chest. Paula lovingly licked and sucked every drop before returning to twinge out the last few drops and cleaning his cock.

When she looked at Aaron she could see a free fall of semen hanging from the tip of his deflating cock. She rushed over to him and licked it onto her natural language. She kissed each man's feet, thanking them,"Thank you so much for allowing me to attend you. I am so sorry for my actions shoemaker's last night, not only because I failed to process you, but because I embarrassed my Mistress. I hope you can forgive me."They looked at her for a second before falling again to the carpeting, totally exhausted.

I called Paula to her office and opened my legs. Paula dove into my cunt, licking my labia before pushing deeply into my core. Watching her inspection and repair the men had made me really, really horny. If they were going to cum so was I. If Paula continued as she had begun I'd make sure she'd have the orgasm of her life-time tonight. Paula shifted her tongue to my clit and sucked it between her teeth. I shuddered and shook as came hard, collapsing onto my back as I recovered.

"Say, Liz, we're defenseless and Paula is almost there. How about we get a aspect at you ? You don't have to do anything you don't want to. We're not the variety to effect you, but we sure would like to see that majuscule body of yours."

I mulled it over for a few seconds before turning to Paula,"Undress me, Paula…all the way."Paula began by unbuttoning y blouse and removing my bra. Then she moved Ithiel Town to my chick. My panty had been left in the bedroom. I kept my sandals on."I'm sure you're wondering so I'll tell you : five feet nine inches, 123 pounds, 34D, 24, 24, and I'm 32 years old."

"Wow, you're even more incredible than we thought, right Aaron ? You sure got the whole parcel and a PhD, too. What kind of work do you do ?"

"Well, Paula is now retired. She used to have an ad representation, but I sold it recently. I do consulting workplace for the governing. That's all I can differentiate you. Why don't we relax for a bit and then we'll have Paula rustle up some burgers. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Paula ?"

"Yes, Mistress, I exist to dish and please you."

"Yes, I know that and you have pleased me very much today. Too bad I had to punish you last night. I never want to see that variety of behavior from you again."Paula hung her top dog until I pulled her chin up and kissed her, my tongue actively exploring her mouth.

one-half an hour later I excused Paula to the kitchen. Henry Louis Aaron moved up onto the couch ; Gary leaned against a president. Both were still naked."Liz…was Paula really your husband ?"

"Yes, she was definitely a he and a very successful executive, but I've known about his submissive opinion for a long sentence. I believe he's much happy as my striver than he ever was as a business proprietor with xl employees. Changing him into a sissy—a woman—was my idea, but she has never complained, not even once. If we continue this way I'll arrange for him to consume surgery—fix his adam's Malus pumila, fasten his vocal music cords, and some very titty among other things."

"Can I ask how you control him so easily ?"

"Sure, I'm a psychologist. My dissertation dealt with the use of psychotropic drugs to alter doings. It's really pretty basic compared to some of the affair I do on my job. Keep in psyche that this was his musical theme, region of his submissiveness. There's a big division of him that wants to obey ; it's his nature to do so. We were married for four years before I took control. I waited until I knew he was ready. That was an of import part of the process."

Paula poked her head in, informing us that the Warren Earl Burger were ready. We went out to the table ; Paula sat at her place between my legs and I fed her as always from my finger's breadth. She cleaned up the kitchen as we retired to the living way. Once she was done we went into her room for act two.

I cuffed Paula's wrist joint to the headboard so she was lying on her cover. I added leather ankle handcuff and pulled her ankles up over her read/write head so her ass was in the air and her private parts was almost in her face. I'd take reward of that situation later when I masturbated her."OK, who's going first ? Why don't I have a little draught ? I took a low sheet of paper and wrote the numbers one and two on it before tearing it into two man. I moved them behind my back and asked Aaron to choose. He got issue two ; that meant he'd get the booby dirty money."OK, Gary you get the first shot at Paula's virgin ass. Please use plenty of lube. I don't want her hurt and I'm sure Aaron will require a shot. Aaron, you get me. You two have made me plenty horny."I took Hank Aaron by the manus and led him to my bed—it had been a foresightful time since I had been penetrated. I realized now how much I missed it ; Aaron had a big sufficiency hammer to help me forget in a real hurry.

I pulled Aaron into a rich kiss as we fell onto the bed. I enjoyed the sensation of his hairy organic structure on my sensitive hide. I enjoyed grabbing his severely thick cock even more. I pushed him onto his back and crept between his legs, stroking his expectant chunk as I licked up his shaft and around the imperial straits. Henry Louis Aaron gasped and groaned. He threw his forefront back and writhed over the bed as I took him completely into my mouth. I sucked him for about XX seconds, but if I continued I'd never get fucked. I climbed up and straddled his hips, leaning forward to open the drawer of what used to be Paul's night table. I removed a box of condoms, opened the foil wrapped and put it into my mouth. I moved back and lowered my mouth over his rooster, applying the condom tightly to his reed organ until it was completely covered.

I moved back over his cock and lowered myself, savoring the touch sensation of stretching my pussy muscles for the first-class honours degree metre in months. I pulled back up until the head was just visible before sinking down to fill my tunnel with his deep hard cock nitty-gritty. I leaned forward, giving him accession to my bombastic tauten breasts. His back talk immediately found my nipple ; he suckled energetically as I began to shake on his hard-on. I spread my leg further, exposing my hot hard clit even more as I drove it into his venter. Faster and profligate I rocked, building heat in my pussy both for myself and for Aaron. We thrust together ; I knew I was getting close and so was he. Had he not been sucked off by Paula sooner I thought he would possess cum in lupus erythematosus than a minute—I'm really good at fucking…sucking, too !

We rocked together as we heard Paula and Gary groaning from the other room. Apparently, he had managed to get his shaft into her formerly virgin ass. Once I finished with Aaron we'd join them and watch the fun. Suddenly, Aaron stopped ; I could feel his muscles tense and then he gave me a ride, driving me more than than a foot above the bed. I didn't complain…that fierce thrust pushed me over the boundary. I came, shaking like a Tree in a crack. It went on for several bit before we collapsed into each other. I lay there for a few minutes before rolling off. I collected the condom, took his hand, and led him back to Paula's room.

Gary was kneeling on the bed, his big cock oceanic abyss in Paula's ass. He was humping and Paula, despite her thralldom was moving back as best she could. I walked to her position and caressed her face."I have a gift for you—open your mouth."I reversed the safe, placing it on her tongue."Suck it unclouded, swirl it in your oral cavity and swallow. I'll retrieve the condom in a few minutes."Paula nodded just as Gary wailed in hug drug, spraying Paula's rectum with his cream. When he pulled out I took the condom from Paula and told her to clean his tool. She turned her top dog to the side and engulfed his cock. After the four clyster it was almost clean house, but Paula had tasted her own dickhead for Thomas More than a week, cleaning her cigarette hack at least once daily. She kissed the tip of his cock and thanked him sincerely and profusely once she was done.

I asked Henry Louis Aaron if he wanted a bend, but he said he was really beat after the nookie I'd given him. I turned my attending to Paula. I unlocked her cock Cage and began to stroke her. Her button was gruelling in sec."Here's the deal, Paula. I'm going to stroke your clit and when you cum I'm going to aim it at your backtalk. Let's see how much you can swallow. You should be nice and horny after all the natural process today."Paula nodded eagerly and opened her backtalk. The tip of her clit was only inches from her rima oris. I stroked harder and squeezed her chunk. She squirted forcefully eight times ; I aimed true squarely into her rima oris. She licked her backtalk clean house once she was done. I squeezed the last few drops from her button and she licked my fingers clean. I released her and helped her outdoor stage. Hank Aaron and Gary helped by massaging her muscularity. They dressed and left as I once again locked Paula into chastity.

CHAPTER 6 - CRAIG'S list

I continued my training of Paula, intent on turning her into my sissyish slut. I had her pick up men in BAR every weekend. She would either give them cock sucking or her ass—her girl twat. I continued with her medication and her hormones. The dosage I was giving her was more suitable for a cow than a human being being, but it was doing wonder for her. Her pelt became smooth and womanly. I hadn't used the depilatory for several workweek and her dead body whisker had not grown back. Her hide was much cushy and smoother ; her rose hip had begun to flame up and her butt was rounder and R. Buckminster Fuller. Most noticeable were the budding titties on her thorax. I augmented this increment by using a vacuum cleaner pump on her nipples several times a day. Her nipples were now more than five times their original sizing. I was thinking of having them pierced.

I had phoned my hairdresser Cheryl to pee-pee an appointment for her. I asked Cheryl for a extra naming, explaining the situation to her. She giggled at initiative, but when I promised her a $ 500 tip she shut her sass in a haste. I brought Paula to the beauty shop at six when it was officially closed. I introduced Paula to Cheryl and made her raise her doll, showing Cheryl her cock cage. Cheryl grabbed it and gave it a handclasp, but kissed her on the cheek as she led her to the chair. She leaned Paula back and washed her hair, blew it dry and cut it shoulder duration, adding blond highlights throughout her hair. She gave Paula blast that fell to the middle of her brow. Once she was done I had Cheryl pluck and figure her eyebrows—I knew she would do a much better job than I ever could. Paula was amazed when she saw herself in the mirror. She was becoming the thoroughgoing piddling sissy.

She was in the kitchen working when I called her to me. She almost ran to her place between my legs."I've taken an ad on Craig's lean. I want to study it to you : ‘ WANTED—well endowed man, drug and disease absolve for D/s couple. SHE is dominant allele, 32, 5 substructure 9 inches, and 123 pounds—34D, 24, 34 with long slender legs. He is a submissive feminized sissy, 34, 5 groundwork 10 in, 140 quid, in chastity. ( S ) he will serve us beverage and snack, grovel at our feet and look out us during our fun to fulfill her submissive mortification fancy. She will gladly clean both of us after. You may use her miss's pussy if you wish.'What do you opine ? Did I leave anything out ?"

"No, schoolma'am. I think it is extremely sort out. Have you had any response ?"

"I know you can't waiting so I'm pleased to tell you I'm confluence a man for luncheon. If it works out OK I'll bring him back with me. I want you to shower and put on the clothes I've left on your bed. Then I'll whomp your wrists and put on your earphone. Get moving now ; I'm giving you fifteen minutes."

Paula was left on her bed, wearing her crimson panties, garter belted ammunition, stockings, and bra filled now with heavy D-cup breast forms. With her growing coxa and ass she looked really hot. I placed her earpiece and CD on to reenforce her training.

I met Glenn in straw man of Olea europaea Garden ; he was dressed in a hoary tweed sport coat and profane oxford shirt with light-headed tan slackness and chocolate-brown loafers. He was freshly showered and shaved ; I was impressed. We introduced ourselves and were shown to a booth. He sat opposite me so I got up and joined him on his side of the table. We flirted shamelessly and kissed like fan, even though we were almost total unknown. I rubbed his leg, smiling when I felt the expectant bulge in his pants."Hmmm, I think we should do something about that, don't you ?"

He gulped a bit,"You know, I've never done anything like this before. I'm a little uneasy, especially about your husband."

I laughed."John Herschel Glenn Jr., you have to believe me…Paula will not be a problem. She will hold off on us paw and understructure. When she's not otherwise occupied she will be sitting between my legs. That's her billet, you see. After we fuck I'll call her and she'll clean your shaft until it's spotless. I'll also have her clean my pussy and suck all your toothsome cum out of me. You can fuck her ass if you want…she'll love it and she'll clean your cock again. I've had her pick up men in a bar over the past few calendar week. They all had a great clip with her. If she's really good I'll jerk her off and you can observe if you like."

"What on earth could draw a man do stuff like that ?"

"It's a bit intemperate to explain, but basically she has a need to serve, especially a strong woman like me. I don't want to go into the details, but she needs this as a lot as she needs air or water. Shall we go ?"I led him out by the hand. He followed me to our house where I explained that Paula was cuffed in her room. I showed him to her door ; Paula was on her bed, eyes closed listening to the magnetic tape. I stopped it and uncuffed her. She saw we had party so she jumped up and fell to her knees. She kissed my feet then slid to John Herschel Glenn Jr. and kissed his shoe. I led both of them to the bread and butter room ; Paula served us potable while we moved together, kissing and touching each other—preparing each other for the fucking to do."Paula, come over here and serve get John Herschel Glenn Jr. cook. You can use your mouth."

"Yes, schoolma'am,"she replied as she slid in front of Glenn. She opened his swath and slid down his pants, hanging them neatly on the binding of a chair. She removed his drawers and folded them neatly on the chairwoman before returning to fondle and rub his growing peter. She began by licking around the head and rubbing her tongue around his urethra. His stopcock throbbed when she ran her clapper down the ultra-sensitive underside—he was ready.

"Thank you, Paula…now you can train me."She slid back and moistened my puss with her tongue until it tingled. I rose and extended my hand to John Herschel Glenn Jr.."Do you require to determine, Paula ? Come along if you do, however I will expect you to be mute until we are done."Paula followed us and kneeled at the side of the bed while I undressed and pulled the now raw Glenn onto the bed with me. We rolled around for almost fifteen minutes while we kissed and rubbed each early. Eventually, John Herschel Glenn Jr. found himself between my peg."safe ?"he asked.

"I think not, John Herschel Glenn Jr.. I want Paula to experience sucking cum from my pussy. I hope you're going to present me a really practiced load. Now be a good boy and jostle it in me."He did and he was. Glenn had a big cock—bigger than my early husband—and he really knew how to use it. He gave me a ride I'll never forget and he was able to hold his orgasm until I reached mine. I was panting wildly when he came in me. I felt filled with his juice. He rested on my body for perhaps ten instant before stirring. I snapped my digit for Paula—she moved to the bedside, kneeling and oral fissure appropriately opened wide.

Glenn swung his ramification over onto the flooring and Paula took him easily into her mouth, cleaning both my juices and his semen from his organ. When she was done I had her lie on the bed while I straddled her mouth. She used her tongue to cleanse my second joint before licking the inside of my cunt. I dropped a huge cream pie into her mouth. She gobbled it down eagerly. Unfortunately, John Herschel Glenn Jr. was spent and turned down the chance to make out her ass. We chatted for a while until he decided to set and forget. The experience was fun, but it left me somewhat disappointed and disillusioned. I missed my husband ; I needed to speak with Paula.

CHAPTER 7—DECISION meter

I waited a few days, needing the meter to plan my access. On Friday sunrise I called Paula to me. She sat, as usual, between my legs."No, Paula…I want you on the couch with me. We need to talk."I waited until she sat side by side to me. I could see she was nervous."What is your figure ?"I asked.

"Paula, Mistress…you know that."

"What was your figure before it was Paula ?"She looked confused and concerned."hold out your arm. I need to give you an injection. I've been giving you medicinal drug to avail you adjust to your new life, but now I need for you to remember your old life."She held out her arm and I injected the antidote directly into her vein. I waited half an hour and asked again."What was your public figure before it was Paula ?"

She thought for almost a second before answering,"Was it Paul, Mistress ?

"Yes, dear and what was your human relationship to me ?"

"Your hubby, kept woman ?"

"Yes, that's very good. Now I have to babble out to you about your time to come. We have gone just about as far as we can with you as you are. We are at a crossroads and I can only see three alternative as we move forward. The low is that we could go back to the way we were before you submitted to me."

As I anticipated Paula moved immediately to the base between my ramification, instantly in weeping."Oh, please, Mistress…don't cut me liberal. I love serving you. I loved you before but I wasn't glad. That's why I buried myself my workplace. You never met my parents. If you did you would understand. My female parent was strong and beautiful. She made me dish up her ; I was taught to attend to a strong charwoman. I'd be lost without that. I…I…"

I took her head in my hands and soothed her,"I know all about it, Paula. I've always known about it, even before we were married. I know your father was your female parent's slave. I know she made him…and you…go naked in your sign. I know she made you serve her sexually until she died in that plane crash. I know everything about you."

Paula looked up as I wiped the tears from her eyes and face,"But…how ?"

"What kind of work do I do, Paula ? Who do I forge for ?"

"Uh, some variety of psychology for the government…that's all I know."

"I work for the CIA, Paula. I look at interrogation tape recording and make recommendation as to drugs and proficiency. It's top secret so you were completely vetted when we began dating. I have a forty-page report in my safe that tells all about you."

"kept woman, why did you take on so long to make believe me submit ?"

"Paula, I didn't make you submit, did I ? You asked for it. I wanted to wait until you were ready so you would be committed. It was a big alteration, wasn't it ? Don't worry, I won't cut you loose. I will carry on to serve as your Mistress and insure your every action."

"Thank you, Mistress…thank you. I love you, fancy woman. I need your strength."

"That still leaves us with two alternative. beginning, you should know that almost everything I did with you can be reversed. If I stop the hormones your rude testosterone will reverse the change to your body so in a few calendar month you could completely be a man again. You'd still be my slave because that's what we both want, but you would be a man. I tell you that because if you decide to continue as a womanhood I would need you to have several surgeries. I've already discussed this with a plastic surgeon—your nose, made thinner and straighter, your chin made more elegant. I'd give you breasts—real ones, no More chest physical body and some spot to your lips and pelvic girdle and backside to work you even aphrodisiacal than you are now. You'd be a real beauty by the time you were done.

"Now, I want you to know that whatever you decide—male or female—you are getting your marital right back. I will still maintain you in chastity, but I will allow and even encourage you to fuck me so that should not be a consideration. I don't want your answer now. I want you to consider about it and do what will score you glad. I will be well-chosen whatever you decide. Now, I want you to come up here and snog me."

Paula rose up on her knees and leaned into my kiss. She opened her oral cavity and our tongues met in glorious love life and lust. I pushed Paula back onto the floor and straddled her stage as I removed the wrench and opened her cock John Milton Cage Jr.. I moved forward and lowered myself onto her rock hard cock. I didn't expect her to conclusion long—this was the inaugural fourth dimension she had fucked in almost six calendar month. She'd come hard in my pussy and then I'd make her eat it. Paula would love the entire experience.

We began to move together and as I expected she came almost immediately. VIII times she shot her lode trench into my pussy before she settled down, almost unconscious from the accent of cumming so hard. I rolled over and moved my cum-filled pussy over her mouth. I didn't have to say a word. She began to lick and take up almost immediately. I could finger big globs of seminal fluid dripping into her mouthpiece. Paula's only chemical reaction was to lick and smile.

I allowed Paula to wash herself and substitute her cage. She handed me the twist and it went back around my neck opening. I left Paula alone for the rest of the day. That night she slept in the Lapp bed with me, something she had not done since her low gear day as a slave. The follow morning she gave me her conclusion. I kissed her and told her I approved.

CHAPTER 8 - COMING OUT party

I told Paula that I would gladly make a motion to an area where we were completely unnamed to save her from being embarrassed. Her answer was that she was proud of our human relationship and saw no reason to cover it. I scheduled a coming out party for her.

All our client were gathered in our living elbow room ; I had served the starting time round of drinkable and snacks. Several of our nigh friends inquired about Apostle of the Gentiles."This political party is for Paul,"I told them."I know you haven't seen much of him for the retiring nine calendar month and after tonight you'll know why. There has been a big variety in the nature of our relationship.

"I learned some time ago that Paul grew up in what could be best described as a female domination household. Apostle Paul's mother was an extremely unattackable and prevalent woman. Her husband was a slave to her. He was naked all the metre he was nursing home. Paul's mother beat him regularly if he didn't touchstone up, and from what I understand that was often. His father worked forty hours a week and did everything at home, too while his mother devised new twisting for him. I mention all this because she treated Paul exactly the Lapp way—naked and beatings. Saint Paul was conditioned from the age of four to adore and serve a woman. Worse than all this—Paul's mother also used him sexually from age five until she died on 9/11.

"About nine month ago Paul indicated that he wanted to submit to me…submit to my authority and ascendence. I remember asking him if he voluntarily gave himself to me…to do me and obey…to be my property. He agreed eagerly. Later I took restraint of his assets giving him another chance to game out. This was not only what he wanted. It was what he needed. However, when I took control condition I told St. Paul that what I wanted was a sister or a girlfriend. I have turned him into a woman…Paula.

"I've told you all this so you will understand when Paula joins us. Everything about her is a female except for her sexual organs. I control them as much as I control her, but I do allow her to have veritable orgasms and recently I have re-established normal intimate relative between us. early than that she is a downright slut—exactly what I made her. Because this is her coming out political party she will execute whatever sexual acts you wish. So gals, if you've wanted your hubby to eat you out and he's refused this is your chance. Guys, if you've wanted a blowjob or anal, once again this is your chance. She'll also be pleased to do couples simultaneously. Oh and, peeress, I understand now why men love to act as with our titty -- it 's so lots fun !"

Everyone looked stunned as I walked to the hallway. I opened the door to my power and Paula stepped out. There were gasps of amazement. Roger probably summed up everyone's feelings when he exclaimed"sanctum Irish bull !"Paula wore a simple skin-tight Joseph Black apparel that hugged her curved shape and showed off her DD breasts with a slit in front all the way down to her navel point. She wore five-inch heels and her hem came just below her sculpted ass showing off her long slender legs. She sashayed to the center of the room, turning around to give everyone a faithful look. I was thrilled that nobody expressed any choler, disgust or veto feelings.

"Paula, will you service any of our Edgar Guest tonight ?"

"Yes, Mistress, I will gladly service all of them…the men and the women, both."

"Then I think you should undress. I don't want you ruining your dress."Paula did a slow and fleshly striptease, laying her dress over the back of a chair. The men couldn't take their optic off of her breasts—they were beautiful, the study of one of the country's finest charge plate surgeons. They were modeled after Kate Upton's. When she shed her panties everyone could see her peter batting cage."Can I touch it ?"It was MJ, robin redbreast's married woman. She touched the batting cage and felt Paula's balls. Once the ice was broken almost all the women examined or handled it.

"OK, who's first ? Remember that this is only sex. It doesn't mean value that Paula is sexually or romantically matter to in your spouse."I saw Roger raise his hand,"I've always wanted a blowjob, but Katy doesn't want any seminal fluid in her mouth so…."Paula crawled over to him and dropped his pants, pulling his erect cock from his briefs. She attacked it with the like zeal she had used on Gary and Hank Aaron so many month ago. Once Roger was done, MJ was the future to volunteer. Paula laid her on the carpet and climbed between her legs. She attacked her cunt just as she had attacked mine so many times recently. Later Robin wanted to try anal and was amazed when Paula cleaned his dirty tool in her mouth. Over the next two minute every guest had sampled Paula's merchandise. Paula was covered in cum and pussy juice."Paula, I think you should exact a quick rain shower. Then apparel again in the clothes on your dresser."

"Yes, Mistress…thank you, Mistress for allowing me to serve you."I kissed her cheek and sent her on her way. There was a momentaneous quiet before Robin spoke up,"tinker's dam, I couldn't beat him from the men's tees. I guess now she'll hit from the women's. That just isn't fair."

"Yeah, but look at it this way—you'll get to look at those teat for four and a one-half minute and again in the eatery later."

"That brings up a question, Liz…what rest room does she use ?"

"Can you see anyone who looks like that going into the men's room ?"I replied.

"Yeah, well I'd love life to see her in the men's room…or any room, for that matter. Liz, she's gorgeous."

"That's Nice of you to say, but it would be better if you told her. She's still a bit insecure, although this party and all of you will go a farseeing way to correcting that."The company broke into groups as every party does, but the conversation still centered on Paula and her changeover. When she reappeared after her shower bath she was dressed all in pink—bra, step-in, garter belt, and stockings with bright Shirley Temple Black five-inch cad that screamed,"roll in the hay me !"She moved through the way totally at simpleness and even more significant, so was everyone else. Paula had been accepted.

It was almost a calendar month later that we were invited to another party. MJ and Beth told us they were having a ceremonial and wanted to keep it with us and our circle of friends. Paula and I were confused, but I told her to phone and accept. On Saturday night we arrived at MJ's planetary house just after eight."You're just in time,"MJ exclaimed,"C'mon in and enjoy the spectacle."Paula and I walked in. I had her by her tercet attached to her pink leather collar. Standing in the living room, hands cuffed behind them around columns at the entry to the dining room were MJ's and Beth's married man, both of them totally naked.

MJ acted as host,"Beth and I have to thank Liz and, of course you, Paula for showing us the way—the way to controlling our married man who have required a lot of patience for their bad conduct and stinking operation in bed. We gave them a choice -- get locked up or get out. You can pretend their response. Tonight they are going to be chastised."She and Beth brought out stainless steel pecker Cage, affixed the mob to their privates and slue their soft shaft into the thermionic valve. They locked the tubes in station and kissed their husbands. They released them, but kept their wrists cuffed behind their vertebral column and their organic structure naked. Periodically through the party they required their husband to eat their pussies and bring them to orgasm."That's the get-go sexual climax he's given me in to a greater extent than a yr. I have a feeling I'm going to get a lot More before I let him out to love himself. Thanks so much, Liz."

Paula took one look at me and fell to her knees. In a back she was into my cunt and I was squirming in delight. Every woman should have a slave .