CHAPTER 1 - DESIRES EXPOSED

We were driving home from another stupid guest entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye candy on my husband's arm. After all, I was a Phi beta Kappa in psychological science at DoS before being wooed and wedded by advertizing guru Paul the Apostle Saint James. Paul was a professional at selling. I swear—Paul could sell take a crap to hog farmers who usually had more dickhead than they could ever possibly use.

I sat back in the compact luxurious tail of Paul's Mercedes CLS 550. I was almost asleep when he spoke,"Liz, hon, you read that ‘ Fifty Shades of Thomas 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 rightful level ?"

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

Apostle of the Gentiles was silent—thinking—for several bit before continuing,"Ever see yourself in that form of family relationship ?"

"NO !"

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

"What ? That would mean 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 mechanism in bed. Don't I like it when you jerk me off ?"

"Sure…but…."

"Ever think what that means ?"

"Sure…I did 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 root for out and have you finish me with your manus ?"

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

"oasis'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 bang my ass while I jerk off. I don't think there's anything more subservient than that."

"Hmmm, I guess you're right. You could be subservient, but that's only sex. being slavish means a lot More than that. As a psych major I've never believed that the word ‘ slavish'is a noun ; it's an adjective. Anyone in that sort 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 submissive to you, that is."

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

"Well…you were the most beautiful, not to mention the sexy adult female there."

"Big deal…I'm 32…the sleep of them must feature been in their mid-fifties or LX. I do admit I have prissy nipple, 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 jerk me off."

"If you're going to be subservient you're going to do a lot more than that. I need to cum pretty badly after all that pawing. warm up that talented tongue and then we'll lecture about your needs."Paul pulled the car into the garage and we hurried in, both of us wanting our hunger addressed. I led Paul to the sleeping accommodation where I turned and folded myself into his arms. We kissed deeply, our clapper eagerly exploring each other's lip. I moved my hand to his whack, opened it and let his pants fall to the floor. I took his hard pecker into my helping hand. I could see how Apostle of the Gentiles 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 reign him ? I wasn't sure, but that was a subject for another time.

I stepped away and removed my clothes. This was an expensive frock. I had no desire to see it on the floor. I removed my bra—34D—and my panties. I began to slip my stockings down my legs, but stopped. I sat in the professorship and called Saul of Tarsus to me."kneeling down and help me take these off, will you, Paul ?"Surprisingly, he did. He pulled each stocking gingerly down my long smooth peg, taking care not to cause a run. I piled them on the chairman back as I spread my legs."You listen me in the car. I need it badly so get in here and do me. Then I'll gladly take care of you."

Paul leaned forward leading with his tongue. Paul had eaten my pussy before, but not often…certainly not as often as I would consume 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 tentative at first, 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 the Apostle's head and pulled him into my crotch. He attacked my cunt with his tongue and fingers. He rammed two finger's breadth into me, spreading my tight twat as he searched and found my G-spot. Damn, that felt so good ! He rubbed that bid sensitive touch repeatedly as he shifted his tending to my button. Paul was always commodity with my clit and tonight was no exception. He licked all around it, teasing me and holding me just below the edge—just shortstop of my much-needed coming. When he nibbled my hard clit and pulled it between his teeth I exploded. My back arched severely and I jumped from the chair, rising more than a foot before falling down exhausted.

Paul relaxed, his head resting on the inside of my suave easygoing thigh while I recovered from my sweet ordeal. In time I stood and pulled him onto the bed to lie side by side to me. I ran my nails around his mammilla, down his venter and around his penis. It throbbed in his excitement. The artery pulsed, hard and purple along his shaft. The head was swollen, a sure sign of his stimulation. It came to me, not for the first fourth dimension, that I could easily control Paul by controlling his phallus. Now there was food for thought process !

I leaned over Paul, encouraging him to tint and fondle my breast. I moved one tit over his mouth ; he reached up immediately to suckle. I wrapped my hired man around his ray of light 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 way seemed pointless. Some form of variety would be called for, but what ? How ?

I dribbled some baby lotion over his cock and increased my step. Paul closed his middle and his breathing became shallow and planetary. I sat up, pulling my mamilla from his oral fissure so I could use two work force. I rotated my work force as I stroked faster and faster. Suddenly, Paul tensed and, driving his rose hip up, shot rope after forget me drug of hot slippery cum over his venter and dresser. He sagged exhausted. I looked at my semen-covered hands, scooped up whatever semen I could from his deflating member and moved them to his mouthpiece."open up,"I told him,"You made this mickle ; you can make clean it up."Reluctantly—slowly -- his mouth opened and I wiped my fingers with his tongue."continue it opened, you're not done yet,"I told him as I scraped as much as I could from his body, even going so far as to squeeze the last few dip from his wilting penis. This time he was more uncoerced. He opened his rima oris, extended his tongue 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 live on night. My studies had shown that many very driven and successful men had a strong submissive face. I'd moderate out the net this dayspring once I was sure Paul the Apostle had left for work. I drifted back to sleep, my plans beginning to lease shape.

It's amazing what you can find on the internet. I read a lot of stories about femdom and slavery, but nearly of them were ridiculous. narration about men blackmailed into bondage for the silliest ground were absurd. How anyone could even believe that dirt was amazing. More believable were the blog about domination and submission, dealing with a submissive pardner, and the role of the predominant. More of import were the ideas I was able to get about what to do with my hubby 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 to a greater extent than getting off and beating the shit out of the slavish. I'd be creditworthy for everything—all the decisiveness, financial and otherwise ; Paul's wellness and well-being, his clothes, 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 funny, but it was also extremely doable.

domination was all about control—mind control. Control was zero more than a state of mind—psychological control. I was a psychological science major with an M.S. and PhD. It seemed like a perfect fit for me.

CHAPTER 2 –SUBMISSION

It was almost three months after that memorable evening that I decided to act. I sat in a well-off hot seat in our support way early on a Thursday evening. I was wearing a suddenly black skirt and no underwear. I had a brownness report sack from the market at my feet. I was quick."Paul,"I called,"would you come in in here for a minute ?"

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

"Do you echo the conversation we had a few month ago about ‘ The Fifty Shades of Gray ?"

"Uh, yeah…sure. Why ?"

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

"Uh…yeah, why ?"

"You don't sound so 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 chair onto the floor. I pointed to a spot between my pegleg. St. 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 digest and slay your clothes—all of them. Lay them on the board here, even your shoes. Stunned by this crook of outcome Paul stood and slowly removed his wear. He laid everything on the mesa as I had told him.

"Do you voluntarily break yourself to me ? To serve me ? To obey without question ? To be my property ?"

"Yes…Ma'am."

"I think you should predict me Miss Liz. Now there's something I need to do. Then we'll lecture about some ruler for you to follow. It will be much easier for me to ascertain you here."I reached up and touched his frontal bone,"when I control you here."I touched his cock. It was growing with his obvious excitement. I reached into my bag and removed the custom-made chromium steel sword prick coop. I placed the tintinnabulation over his egg and pulled his hard phallus into the ring, I went back to the bag for an ice large number, having anticipated his arousal. I laid it on his cock and it shrunk almost immediately. I slid it easily into the tube-shaped structure and locked it securely with the limited shag that came with it. I watched Paul the Apostle's expression as I placed the wrench onto a ash grey concatenation and dropped it over my mind. The wrench disappeared between my breasts.

"Very good, good. Now go to the coat rack by the front door. You'll see two items there. Don't worry, you'll know which single to bring back to me. When you come back you can resume your location between my legs."Paul turned, still in a shock, and walked to the doorway. We have an old geezer coat rack there for jackets and lid. Today there were two additional item on one of the hooks. He returned and sat between my legs. He handled the particular to me."You are to wear this collar whenever you are at home. I bought it for you at Petco. See what the epithet plate says ?

He took the pinko rhinestoned neckband from me and translate the small metal plaque."Paula ?"

‘ Yes, that's who you'll be when you're here with me."I took the leather collar and fastened it around his neck."You know that I have no siblings…no family at all. I always wanted to have a sister or, at to the lowest degree, a girlfriend to tattle with and go shopping with. That's going to be your role. Don't worry, I'm not going to hinder you or chagrin you. cipher will screw except you and me. In time we'll go out together, but I guarantee that nobody will acknowledge you. When you go to work you'll bump off the pink collar and replace it with this amber string. You have a 16 and a half in neck ; this Chain is XVII inches. It's heavy so you'll know it's there and, of course, you'll have your cage as a constant quantity reminder of your submission to me. Any doubt so far ?"

"Are you going to pass water 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 women's wearing apparel. I'll still let you bet golf game and, of trend, I'll still go to your bore client dinner party. Outwardly, we'll be the same know duo. In realness we'll still be loving, but I'll drag all the strings. If you are going to be subservient to me I will make the conclusion and you will obey. If you want to back out now would be a just meter to verbalize up."Apostle Paul was silent.

"As I told you, ‘ slavish'is not a noun, it's an adjective—a word that describes your state of matter 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 effective ways to control you. Do as you are told and we will get no problem. Right now I'm feeling a lot of stress so I need to cum. That's your job. Get in there and lick me good. Then we'll go to step two in your transformation."

Paul the Apostle leaned forward and licked my labia. They were red and inflamed with desire in bit. He attacked my tunnel, forcing his secure tongue deep into my inner Congress of Racial Equality. I swear I had never run so often cunt juice in my life—that's how charge I was from the day's ontogeny. I pushed my hips out, encouraging him to lick even harder. He sucked my full cunt into his mouth causing descent to run into my sex. Every theatrical role of my pussycat was pulsing in delight. He moved to my clitoris ; it was hard and hot. I could see it was bright red from engorgement with bloodline. It was, after all, the female equivalent of a penis. Somehow he managed to suck it between his teeth and when he did I couldn't hold back. I wrapped my wooden leg around his top dog and squeezed for all I was worth. It was an orgasm to end all sexual climax. I thought this might work out pretty well after all.

Once I had recovered I told Paul to rent succeeding week off from body of work,"You just closed that big Cartwright deal. You can use the time off and there are a lot of things I want to do with you…preparing you for your new lifetime. On Saturday we'll go on a slight tripper. We'll go shopping for some womanly garb for you ; that's why we're going away. If we're fifty miles from here it's not likely that we'll run into anyone who knows you. Now I want to take you into the shower."I attached a pink trio to his collar and led him away.

Paula noticed for the first fourth dimension a concatenation hanging from the rain shower 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 spite you, but I will need your cooperation. I cuffed his wrists and fastened them to the chain with a padlock. He had to stretch to touch the floor."Good young woman, Paula—now I want to put this bathing cap over your hair's-breadth and a blindfold over your eyes. I'm going to use a depilator on your hide to remove your body hair. I don't want it on top of your headland and I definitely don't want it in your eyes. Just hold still for a few minutes."I used great care in placing the cap over her school principal tucking her longsighted whisker under the protective caoutchouc. Then I added the blindfold. I kissed her cheek and told her I was very please with her cooperation. I removed my clothes, added a pair of vinyl group mitt and pulled the two quart bottleful of epilator from under the sinkhole. I carefully rubbed it into her chest and back, under her coat of arms. In ten minutes I had covered her entire body. Then I addressed her nerve. I was extremely measured around her rima oris, reminding her several times to remain still. Finally, I removed the rooster cage and eliminated her pubic hair. I let her stick out there for almost ten minutes until I turned on the rain shower allowing her skin to rinse.

I dried her in the shower, keeping her hands cuffed until I was able-bodied to give her dick batting cage to her body. A moisturizing lotion soothed and softened her skin."You'll placard I kept you handcuffed until your dick John Cage was back in place. You will never partake your penis again. It belongs to me so I'll be the one to touch it, how often will depend on how you behave with me. If you cooperate fully and without hesitation I might let you out once a calendar week or so, maybe even more often. Misbehave and it might be month before you see your next orgasm.

"Now you're dry and I want to get you set for bed."I went to my closet and removed a short circuit Andrew Dickson White nightdress. I slipped it over her head ; it came to her mild upper thighs. I sat her on the bed and bear on my account,"Tomorrow when you come home I will have a notary public here. I have some theme for you to sign. As my slave you can't bear to own anything. After all, you are just my property. You will ratify over all your assets and your troupe to me. Don't concern, I'm not going to cheat you. I'm going to take the very skilful care of you. However, as my slave you will forfeit all of your homo and husband's rights. A slave does not ingest sex with her schoolmarm. I have some thought in that regard, but we'll get to them down the road a bit. I don't want to surcharge you with too a lot too soon.

"On Saturday sunup we'll get up early so we can get to the shop before they become too crowded. We'll go to high-end shops where we'll get personal service. I will not allow the salesgirls to get fun of you. You'll want wearing apparel, lingerie, horseshoe, stockings, and so Forth. I've already bought you foam boob variety. When we add a wig you'll look very feminine. We'll drill all hebdomad walking and doing makeup, how to dress, how to use the bathroom…everything an attractive womanhood needs to be intimate. What, honey Paula ?"

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

"Yes, you most certainly will. You'll be dressed like a woman…you'll look and act like a woman…and as far as anyone knows you'll be a woman. Of trend, you'll use the ladies'room. It's not like the men's room, you know. It's all secret lav, besides I think you'll have to sit in edict to pee anyway. That reminds me of something else, but it can waitress until tomorrow.

"So far as sex is concerned, you will turn over me viva orgasms daily. When you are released you will be cuffed either to the bed or behind your back so you don't touch your penis. I will twitch you off when you are really good. At other times I might simply milk you by massaging your prostate to get rid of your built-up semen. Either way I will expect you to drink it just like you did that night. You expect me to unsay it, so you can, too. As you can see I have been very in use. Being the rife partner is a lot of work. 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 thralldom

The following morning Paula returned to Paul, changed his catch for his chain and went to operate. I drove to the attorney and reviewed all the papers I would necessitate. She assured me that she would be at our home by five so she could notarize Paul's signature. My next stop was at the business office of a gynecologist who was a long-familiar feminist—more than a women's liberationist, she was a strong believer in female domination. We had spoken on the phone many prison term over the past three calendar month. She strongly supported my exploit to subjugate and feminize my married man. I left her part with two prescription, one for heavy-duty hormones—estrogen—the other for a hypnotic, a drug to earn Paula more sensory to my leadership.

All this might seem cruel, even unnecessary, but it was for Paula's good. In a typical week Saint Paul might make seventy or LXXX hours. He was driving himself to an former tomb ; his doctor had told him respective times to involve it soft. We were already multimillionaires with to a greater extent than ten million in investments. I knew he had been offered twenty million for his agency and had rejected it out of hired hand. I figured I could get thirty, and if I could, I'd sell the doomed thing in a second. I valued her life Thomas More than all the money in the world.

Apostle Paul returned home at 5:15, changed his concatenation for the collar and became Paula again. I introduced him to the lawyer. Once more I gave him an out,"If you plan to plunk for out darling now would be a good time."

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

"I'm very proud of you, Paula. Now let's get you out of those wearing apparel. I bought you a few thing today, but they can wait until we come nursing 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 living-room where we each had a pedicure and manicure in that edict. We sat together in the vertebral column of the parlor 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 polish 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, but I had no musical theme what he said in Vietnamese. Paula put her air-sleeve and shoes on and we went for our manicures. I allowed her bring in seal while I had the same Ever Reddy applied to my nails. We left there around seven for dinner.

When we got home I took Paula's chain off and replaced it with her collar. I used the leash to conduct her to the chamber. Once there she removed her clothes on my command and I cuffed her hands to the headboard, her peg to the box at the bottom of the bed."I'm very proud of 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 hands are cuffed."I removed the twist and opened her shaft coop. I barely had it off when it hardened and grew."Just you relax Paula…I'll take maintenance of everything."I leaned down for a longsighted deep kiss. Paula did not put her tongue into my mouth—it would ingest been inappropriate for a slave to take such liberties. My tongue explored her mouth eagerly. My finger's breadth tickled her mammilla. They were tiny, but I had a design for them, too. I ran my fingers up and down her shaft, giggling as I saw her peter start and shake."My goodness, Paula, your clit sure is ready. From now on you will refer to this as your clit. Do you read, Paula ?"

"Yes, young lady 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 a lot. I wrapped my finger's breadth around the dig and gripped lightly. The high temperature it gave off was amazing. I thought it was the hardest I had ever experienced. Just postponement until I had denied her for a workweek or more. I gripped her ballock, enjoying the sensation of the baby smooth skin in my script. Paula obviously enjoyed it, too. She groaned with delight. 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 Julian Bond, not to break loose ; it was an expression of her desire—her chemical reaction to being masturbated.

My stride increased again and I could see Paula strain her muscles. Her ejaculation was accompanied by a meretricious and long grunt. seed rained over her chest, dropping in glob here and there until, at last, she sagged exhausted."Remember what I told you, Paula ? Where is all this delicious semen going ?"

"In my mouth, Miss Liz. I'll take it all. May I clean your fingers ?"Paula opened her oral fissure and licked my digit clean. I used my fingertips to scoop up the remaining semen from her bureau and she eagerly licked her cum until she was clean. I went to the toilet and returned with a hot face cloth. I washed Paula's clit from top to bottom and replaced the dick Cage, securing it in office with the pull. I released Paula from her bondage and pulled her from the bed."You are my slave, Paula, not my married man. You will kip in the guest elbow room. Come and see how I've decorated it for you. I've already put some of your new apparel 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 pink, the curtains lacey. I had purchased a new bedroom set, tweed enamel -- perfect for a Pres Young girl.

"I'm going to restrain you while you sleep, Paula. I will commit these headphones on you. You will mind to them all dark, even while you are sleeping. Now, lie down and let me get you ready."Paula lay on the bed in her white nightie. I fastened her wrists and ankle joint to the bed. The cover were a little loose so she could be comfortable, but not so free that she could remove the earphone which I fastened to her caput with a leather strap. I raised the blankets over her, tucked her in, gave her the spellbinding medication, and kissed her goodnight."rest well, Paula, we have a big day tomorrow."I started the CD histrion and left the way. All Nox long Paula would discover my content,"Your figure is Paula. You are a hard worker girl. You live to suffice your mistress. You love your schoolma'am more than anything. Her happiness is all you live for…."

I had told Paula to ring me"young lady Liz."The CD message referred to me as"Mistress."I hoped that I could supervise her progression by what she called me. It turned out I was right—more right than I could have hoped for.

CHAPTER 4 -- SHOPPING

As I promised we arose early Saturday morning. I walked in to Paula's room at 6:45. The CD histrion was still running, the headphones firmly in situation. I turned the machine off and removed them, waking Paula in the process."Good break of day, Paula. How is my beautiful slave this dawning ?"

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

"Yes, Paula. Once I release you make your bed and dress in the clothes I've laid out on your hot seat. You can make the breakfast—coffee, bacon, and fried eggs. shuffling enough for two, but set only one berth at the board. You will eat in your place, and where is that ?"

"On the floor, Mistress, between your legs. May I lick your delicious pussycat while you eat ?"

"We'll see…we have a busy day ahead of us. Now get moving you wench."Paula did as she was told ; I fed her number of egg and 1st Baron Verulam from my fingers as she laid her chief against my second joint adoringly. I quizzed her during breakfast :

"What is your name ?"

"Paula, Mistress."

"What is your intention in life ?"

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

"You can bring me joy now. Lick me until I cum."Paula used her oral cavity and tongue to bring me to a delicious orgasm. What a terrific way to commence the day."I need to pee, Paula. Will you take it from me ?"

"Yes, with joy, Mistress."She sealed her back talk against my cunt and drank greedily the caustic urine from my body. When I was done she licked me clean. I helped her with the dishes and we were out the door by 8:00. In our preceding life-time Paul would have driven. Now as the dominant allele partner I drove, Paula, neatly dressed in her white polo top and Shirley Temple Black Capri's sitting quietly beside me. Saul's hair was usually in a trot posterior, emblematical, I guess, of his esthetic nature. Today I had it combed down around his nous. One day, possibly next week I'd have it styled.

Our first stop was capital of Seychelles's closed book. We walked in the door just after opening. I found a young eager salesgirl and took her digression."I want at least 15 sets of underwear—all of them extremely womanly and sexy. They're for my hubby, Paula. I won't tolerate any laughing at her, do you empathize ? Do you have a big 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"stave Only."“ Paula, you will get to murder your clothing so this Thomas Young peeress can evaluate you. Lay your clothes on the chair."Obediently, Paula shed her clothes and stood defenseless except for her peter cage. The Danton True Young cleaning woman watched unbelieving until I reminded her that I had a c dollar government note for her cooperation. She measured Paula's waistline and articulatio coxae then disappeared for several minutes, returning with several character of scanty she thought would fit. I had Paula try them on and rejected almost half as not sexy enough. Ultimately, we bought fifteen pairs in assorted colors. I told Paula to keep on a black pair on. She was pleased not to be naked. Next we tried on garter belt, bras, and stockings. I had bought tit flesh online, size C, to satisfy out the bra. The saleslady helped me videotape them in place. I also bought several girdle and waistline cinchers to effeminize Paula's dead body and several cute night-robe and slip.

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

Our next check was a horseshoe store. Once again I told the salesgirl what I expected. We bought several duet of sandals, flats, and heels—2-inch, 3-inch, and 4-inch. I'd see that she got plenty of recitation in the next hebdomad. She wore the sandals out of the fund. I threw the sneakers in the trash.

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

"Thank you Mistress. I knew I could bank you not to embarrass me. I love you, Mistress."

"I love you, too, my buckle down girl."We spent four hr shopping and spent more than three thousand dollar sign. It was money well spent. We went to dejeuner and afterwards we went to the madam'room together. I applied some lipstick to Paula's lips and we left. Before we went nursing home we made one more stop—at a wig computer storage. I bought a suddenly wig with curly hair. Paula's tomentum was dark brown ; the wig was morose blonde. She looked great in it—beautiful and sexy.

Back at home base an hour later we carefully placed all the purchases in her dresser and closet. I showed her how to string up the skirts and the better ways to fold and stash away her intimate apparel."Take off your blouse and Capri's, Paula. get your new shoes into the living room ... not more than five minutes, now."I sat in my chairman and opened my ramification. Paula found her way there—to her lieu in less than the time allotted. I patted her head and told her what a good little girl she was."Take off the sandals and put on the 2-inch heels. I think you should sit up here for this. You might have hassle standing otherwise."

I held Paula's helping hand as she learned to take the air in heels. I emphasized just posture and swaying her hips, much as I would do. We spent an hr in the 2-inch heels and she showed considerable progress. I had her modification to the 3-inch. This was a bit more unmanageable ; she had a lot of hassle at first of all holding her balance. Her posture was terrible, but it would come along over the side by side hebdomad. We took a respite for dinner ; I had Paula make us BLT sandwiches. We ate in the bread and butter room, me at the table Paula on the floor. After dinner I had Paula trace me a bath. I relaxed in the hot water while she washed every region of my organic structure. Paula lovingly dried me with a big fluffy towel ; I showed my perceptiveness by giving her a hanker deep candy kiss. I allowed Paula to shower and awaited her coming back in the living room. Fifteen transactions later she was dressed for bed in the red teddy I had laid out for her ; she took her place between my legs, her head teacher resting on my thigh. I stroked her facial expression and ran my fingers through her hair while I read my former psychology journal.

Many dominants control their slave through pain—beatings and torture. I viewed that approach as primitive and treacherous. It was also potentially dangerous. It would be much more effective to mold Paula's mentality to my instruction through the mesmerizing drug and the suggestions I would pay her every Nox. I put her to bed at ten, securing her hands and ankles to the restraints. I gave her the medication, making sure she had swallowed it completely and turned on the CD again. This time the message went like this :

"My name is Paula. I am a beautiful aphrodisiac female person slave. I live only to suffice my schoolmistress. I love my Mistress more than than anything else. I love it when my Mistress uses me for sex. I love sex with both women and men. I love sucking tool. I love drinking cum from a big toilsome prick. I enjoy having my anus penetrated. I love having a butt plug in my ass. My name is…."

I would use these CD's every night, sometimes repeating the content. Each new one would help to throw Paula more subservient and more useful. I had already told her that she would not fuck me, however I knew that I would need penetrative sex. That meant bringing new men into the bedroom. I wanted Paula to be a percentage of that. She could suck my lover's cock and clean the two of us afterwards. I would eventually allow them to fuck her in the ass. Through my trace I could see to it 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 residue on Tues. I secured her to her bed and used the CD to reward her training. I had other occupation. I went to meet with Roger Thorne. Roger was a competition of Paul's and it was he who had offered to buy Paul's means. Personally, I found the man to be an arrogant taunting, but this was business and I wasn't going to let my personal feelings get in the way of a deal.

Roger undressed me with his optic as he led me into his agency ; I couldn't avail but notice. I explained that I now had ownership of Paul's agency. I had to be careful—I almost called him Paula. I explained that I might be uncoerced to betray if the price was properly and that twenty million wasn't right. Surprisingly, he agreed and offered me twenty-five."I variety of like 35,"I replied.

"Ha ! I thought you would, but why should I present 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 thirty-five ; if you win I'll sell at twenty-five. dole out ?"

Roger laughed for more than five minutes before becoming life-threatening."You gon na get naked for this ?"

"Absolutely ! So… ?"

"It's a deal. I'm favourable if I get it once every two week at rest home, so the 1st one should be pretty quick, but you're gon na work your sweet ass off to get the second."I rose and shook his bridge player, moved to the door and locked it as he told his repository not to upset him. I returned and began to slowly rifle."You can start 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 trade good aspect. I had studied the effect of visual stimulant on manlike intimate responses in grad schooltime so I knew exactly what I was doing.

Suddenly, I turned and opened his bang, pulling his pants to his ankle joint. His rooster was so toilsome I could barely believe it. I took him into my mouth, licked all around the chief and swallowed him deep into my throat. I used my pharynx brawn along with my natural language and I wasn't the to the lowest degree surprised when he sprayed my tonsils with his cream. I backed off,"That's one ! Fifty-two minutes to go."

He laughed,"That was the well-fixed one. What you got in mind for the hard one ?"I grabbed his shirt and pulled him off his chair, dropping him onto the floor. I took his hand and led it to my cunt. I let him experience my wetness and my estrus. He couldn't resist rubbing my dent 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 external respiration that he was getting really hot to fuck.

I moved my hands to his cock. It took me less than two minutes to make him arduous. I looked him in the eye as I straddled his pelvic girdle. I rubbed his hammer into my slit, arching my cover and thrusting my D-cup bosom into his face. All this was carefully planned. I sank on his dick and began to rock. I took it slow at get-go, but increased my tempo quickly. I used my Kegel brawniness to flex my puss and squeeze his cock as I bent it back and forth. I was only on him for five minutes when he blew his encumbrance. Now it was my routine to jape,"Amateur ! You owe me thirty-five million."

"Tell you what…let's make it an even XL. That's the best blowjob and the outflank shtup I've ever had. That Paul is a prosperous man."I had him write a promise to purchase with the amount, date, and his signature. We spent almost an hour hammering out the details as I sat naked on the opposite incline of the desk. He tried to grab my tits various fourth dimension, but I laughed,"Sorry, Roger, that gravy holder has left the dock."I also had him check to hold open on the current stave at their current remuneration for at least a class. He said his attorney would pass up the newspaper by the end of the hebdomad. I agreed to meet with him again at four Friday afternoon to settle the lot. I dressed, walked out of the office and went straight to the ladies way. I walked into a stall, bent grass over and vomited violently into the bowl. The things I do for Paul's business.

I drove plate to witness Paula exactly as I had left her. Her eyes were closed and she was relaxed. She started, but smiled when I walked into the way. I sat on the bed,"Paula, I have newsworthiness for you. You know how I have been worried about all the focus on you. I've taken care of that for you. I sold the agency."When Paula started to object I placed my finger's breadth on her lips."I know you told me that twenty was too little so I got forty."

"40 million, mistress ?"

"Yes, my sweet little slave girl…forty million and I'll state you how. I got the price to 25 and bet him I could get him off twice in an time of day. I did it in xxxv hour. He threw in the spare five because I was his best ever. Once I was done I threw up in the lady way. I hated doing it with him, but for fifteen million it was deserving it. check here and study while I take a shower. The deal will be finalized on Friday afternoon. You can arrive if you wish, but only as Paula. I doubt he'll even know it's you."I leaned down and kissed Paula's frontal bone as I began the CD again.

I relaxed in the shower as I planned the adjacent dance step in Paula's grooming. I wanted her to be a sexual being. Men give ; womanhood receive. She had to learn to get in both her hole. Once I had dressed I removed her from the bed. I brought her to the living room where she sat in her seat."Paula, I want you to determine about sex from a adult female's thought. You know that women are built to pick up. You have two gob that must be trained to get. suffer up and bump off your panties then I want you on all fours in the middle of the room. Paula took only seconds to comply. I kneeled in forepart of her and showed her the butt plug."Paula, you will get to love this very well. From this mo forward it will always be in your girl pussy. You may dispatch it only when you have to move your bowels. When you are done you will scavenge it in your oral cavity and return it to its proper stead. Now lick it ; I will put it into you the first time. We will use this hack for a week then you will be active to a slightly enceinte one. In a few calendar week you will be able-bodied to go for a large one, the size of a big rooster, easily."

I held the male plug so she could lick it and cover it with her saliva. I pushed her head down and told her to relax as I pushed it into her butt. Of course, she tensed her muscles so I spanked her twice to prompt her to follow my lodge. It was a bit of a struggle, but eventually the plug slid past her stubborn sphincter muscle."How is that now, Paula ? You should feel full, but not pain."

"Yes, Mistress, it feels like I have to go, but you are right—it does not anguish. I am good-for-naught I resisted. Are you going to punish me ? I deserve it."

"We'll see, Paula how you do with your peter sucking exercising. Put your step-in back on and come over to the chair. Kneel between my peg. OK, now you know how much a man likes to have his peter sucked. I want you to practice on this ; I pulled a dildo from the chair. It was mid-sized, about 6-7 inches long and only an inch in diameter."You'll pauperization to get all of this into your mouth, like this."I put the stallion dildo into my mouth."With practice you should be able to get a ten-inch cock into your mouth and throat. You also need to pick up to suckle a man to completion. 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 care with it. At one point I stopped her."Paula, you need to breathe through your olfactory organ. It's loose to catch one's breath and imbibe that way. Now, try it. OK, that's better, but you only have about four column inch in your mouth. Try fucking your sass with it. Good, you almost got all of it that metre. keep open going while I get us a drink."

I walked to the kitchen, getting a Chardonnay for me and a Coke for Paula. When I returned I was a bit surprised to see that she had swallowed the entire dildo. I patted her head, kissed her and told her she deserved a reward. I laid her on the trading floor and cuffed her hands behind her back. I removed her cage and took her clit into my sassing."Pay attention…no drifting off on me. This is a preparation employment. Soon I'll require you to bar so you can pick up men and blow them. You need to practice and there's no substitute for the real matter, plus you also need pattern swallowing. Now watch me."

I opened my mouth and ran my tongue around the psyche of her clitoris. It jumped and throbbed in arousal."When you do this, Paula, make sure you don't use your workforce. Maybe I'll cuff them for you. Doesn't that sound like fun ?"Holding my hands behind my back I slowly lowered my mouth over her organ. I could see she was paying attention—trying to pick up pointers ; I was an excellent mug of cock.

My head stopped when my lips touched her bare os pubis. Her eight inches were deep into my pharynx. I showed Paula that I was breathing through my nose. I could keep on this clit 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 times. Paula raised her pelvis in an effort to draw the clit into my mouth. A slap to her nut stopped that ; she winced and whimpered in pain.

I decided to get to work. I fucked her clit with my backtalk, imitating a pissed pussy as I drove her to an sexual climax. Suddenly she spurted, filling my mouth with her slick flannel succus. 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 drop slowly from my mouth."Stick your tongue into my mouth…clean all the semen from my tongue 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 take the air easily in the 4-inch heels and she was becoming adjusted to the feminine clothing, although she had yet to feel well-to-do in her corsets even though I planned to constrict her waist twice as practically as I was doing so far. All the same, they gave her extremely attractive curves. On Midweek she spent almost the entire day applying constitution to her face. I had plucked her eyebrows, shaping them in a womanly fashion. She was well on her way to becoming a rightful sissy striver. Her final orientation would get this weekend when I took her out to a bar where I'd encourage her to toy shamelessly with anyone within reach.

Paula handled her unwritten employment much practiced than I anticipated, but her anal still needed study. I would reenforce that during her nightly CD sitting. Thursday night her CD reinforced her earlier lessons and built on her sexual lessons of the day :

My name is Paula. I am a sissy hard worker for my schoolma'am. I live to obey my Mistress. Every second of my day is spent bringing her joy. I love sex with men and char. I love to suck cock…the expectant the better. I enjoy being fucked in my puss. It gives me so very much pleasure. I love the orgasms being fucked gives me…."

On Wednesday I took some clip off to chaffer Paul the Apostle's agency. I explained that he had turned the line over to me for health reasons and that I had sold it to Roger Thorne. That announcement brought a chorus of groans. However, when I told them that they were assured task at the like salary many of the staff relaxed and smiled. I wished them well and gave focal point for Saul's personal property. I wasn't terribly worried ; I doubted that she would need any of it in the future.

On Fri I allowed Paula to choose her own clothes. She selected reddened intimate apparel and stockings, a black pleated bird and a shuffle egg white blouse. Her makeup was immaculate and with her wig I would sustain guessed that even her nighest champion wouldn't be able-bodied to identify her as my hubby. We went out for a late tiffin. The restaurant was almost empty when I told her to get under the table and cream my puss. Her face went red and she was about to complain when I stopped her."Being a slave means that you do what you are told when you are told to do it. If you hesitate I will definitely penalise you when we get home."Paula dropped her purse and went under the board to retrieve it. She attacked my slit with tremendous DOE. It was all I could do to celebrate myself from moaning. She brought me to a fantastic orgasm in less than five minutes. I kissed her passionately once she was back in her hot seat. Several sponsor looked and expressed their disapproval, but I didn't maintenance in the least. We enjoyed our luncheon and we went together to the gentlewoman room once we had finished. I stood in the stall and had Paula fairly my pussy, licking cum from deep within my cunt.

Paula and I met our lawyer 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 brother. I guess that happens with biovular twins."I explained that Paul was ill, but that Paula was a successful businesswoman from the midwestern United States. I wanted her to refresh the contract prior to signing. We walked together into Thorne's office where I introduced Paula to the big prick behind the desk. We reviewed the theme, signed and waited while the wire transferee was completed. I thanked Gloria and paid her for her time. Paula and I kissed and walked down the street hand-in-hand.

CHAPTER 4—BLOWJOB LESSONS

I had Paula practice all morning and most of the afternoon on sucking a bombastic dildo—ten inch long and almost two thick. She managed to get more 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 abbreviated nap, the now conversant 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 to firmly procure them in place. I tiptoed out of the room to shower and make a few more CD's. I woke her at six, sending her into the exhibitor. I helped dry her suave peel, hairless after in conclusion evening's depilation. From what I had read another calendar month of application would virtually eliminate any future hair from her torso. She dressed and sat while I applied her constitution. I put it on a little great 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 side of town. I knew it would hold a decent gang, but it was not the sort of space we would ordinarily frequent so I doubted we'd run into any of our admirer. We walked in, attracting the attention of respective groups of men. I had removed my wedding party and engagement rings since taking Paula as my slave. 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 rightfulness. She had never uttered even a bingle complaint. We sat in a Booth and waited a while for the barkeep to get along over and take our order,"I'll have a Cosmo. My friend here will cause a Sprite."He looked at us for a minute before his centre latched onto Paula's braless breast. Her"tit'pressed tightly against the tight stuff of her blouse. Her corset was pulled an inch tighter tonight, emphasizing the bend of her hips and ass. Her long slender stage were accented by her 4-inch heels.

We were there less than ten minutes when two young guys approached. When I say young I mean they were probably in their mid-twenties, wearing tight T's and even tighter denim."eve, ladies, what brings you here tonight ?"

"grooming,"I replied.

"Uh…did you say ‘ training'?"

"Yes, as a matter 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 pansy slave. I'm here to give her blowjob training."

"Excuse me, Ma'am, but what exactly is a pansy hard worker ?"

"Well, to set out with, two calendar week ago Paula was my husband Paul. He's had some really stiff subservient tendency and offered to be my hard worker. Turning him into a woman…a sissy…was my estimation. Cute, isn't she ? I'll bet both of you could use a cracking blowjob, couldn't you ?"

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

"Of course. Go ahead and finger her crotch. It's OK, isn't it, Paula dear ?"

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

"That's a cock cage. It helps me to control her. So, boys…interested ? Just think of her as a she-male. Don't most poke fun fantasize about she-males ?"

"wellspring, yeah…I guess,"said Aaron,"Can we bonk her in the ass ?"

"Sorry, but she's not quite ready for that yet. You'll have to nominate do with a cock sucking, although she'll be well-chosen to bring in out with you, too."They looked at each early, shrugged their shoulder joint, 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 joint the fun."Not tonight, grim, but maybe another time once Paula is more fully trained—trained to clean your pecker and suck the cum from my cunt…maybe another month, or so."We walked to their van I asked them to afford the back doors—it was abandon, perfect for what I had in psyche. The open doorway faced the side bulwark of a three story office edifice that was closed and dark at this hour.

I snapped my finger's breadth to get Paula's attention,"climbing in. I want you on your knees. Open his whack and omit his pants. Pull out his stopcock and suck him off…now."Gary was the first to accede. He stood slightly bent at the shoulders while Paula removed his gasp and pulled his hanker hard cock from his Boxer. She had the hammer at her rim when she halted,"I can't, Mistress. I'm sorry…I just can't."

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

"I'm sorry, schoolma'am,"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 gold chain and replaced it with the pinko leather taking into custody. She stood by crying while I spoke to the Whitney Moore Young Jr. men."Here's my poster with my destination and earphone number. If you'd care to get by tomorrow even I assure you a different outcome. Just call around four to substantiate. My apologies for this low-down slut's performance. Come along, Paula."I yanked the three and pulled her behind me. I opened the passenger threshold, 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 metre. Since when does a striver decide what she will or will not do ? That's my job, remember ?"The rest of the ride was tacit other than an periodic sob or whine coming from Paula. I opened the room access and pulled Paula in by her leash. I uncuffed her mitt and told her to strip and get onto the bed. Once there I cuffed her hands to the headboard and her ft to the corners of the bed. I removed her stopcock batting cage and stroked her prick. It hardened immediately. I stroked it faster and faster ; just before she was ready to cum I removed my paw. Her cock/clit throbbed and pulsed madly. I allowed her fifteen second to becalm down when I repeated, removing my hand just before she was ready to cum. She was crying uncontrollably by the time I'd done it four times. I stopped after the eighth, reminding her,"Nobody likes a tool tease, Paula. Always remember that."

I rolled her over and pulled her onto her knee joint. I left her for a minute and returned carrying something she would learn to dread. Pushing her head to the mattress, I pulled her scrotum back behind her legs. A minute later her testicle were secure in a humbler."OK, up on your knees."She tried to abide by, but fell forward in agony as her ballock were almost ripped from her body. She fell into a fetal post on her side.
I left, returning mo later with a syringe. Paula cowered in fearfulness."Relax, Paula this is the same medication I've been giving you every evening, just a stronger battery-acid. After this evening's performance you need some strong strengthener. Now check your arm still. I wiped her arm with an alcoholic beverage swab and injected directly into her vein. I covered the wound with a band-aid. I placed the earphone and got a new CD from the office. The injection would put her to kip, but her normal movement during the night would hurt the hell out of her orb. Psychotropic drugs affected the judgement in dissimilar ways. Some alleviated pain, others helped control muscular tremors. This one was like to a"truth serum."Truth serums didn't make the subject tell the truth. They reduced his or her opposition to the questions and hypnotism of the interrogator. That's what I had been doing all along with Paula—reducing her inhibitions -- her resistance -- while building her up into the hard worker I wanted. It was almost exactly what I had done as a psychologist for the CIA. I was still under declaration, but now my responsibilities were mostly as a consultant.

This window pane was More than ten times as potent as the tablet. Add her subliminal subject matter and she should be putty in my hands tomorrow. All Night and well into the morning she would discover :
"My name is Paula. I am a slut slave girl. I live to serve my Mistress. I need cock as much as I need air or water. I need cock in my mouth. I need pecker in my ass. I am only dispatch when I have a tool. I love to suck a hard cock. I love to swallow cum. I love to kiss men. I want a hard tool in my mouth. I need a grueling hammer in my ass. I want to suck a man's come from his cock. I need to breastfeed a man's semen from my mistress's cunt. I am a dispatch and total slut. There is nada I won't do to get a cock into my mouth…."

CHAPTER 5 - mo chance

I woke early and looked in on Paula. Her balls were swollen and gamy, but she was still asleep. I was tempted to bump off the humbler, but decided not to. Paula needed a well lesson. Around ten I turned off the CD and removed the humbler. I uncuffed her wrists and escape from her to arouse her."Let me see your balls. Oh my, are they as sore as they look ? Let this be a lesson 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 head and shout again.

She looked up at me,"I'm sorry, Mistress. I'll kiss the men. I'll suck their cocks. I even want them to fuck my ass. Would you delight give me a bigger butt plug ? I want to fix myself for them. I can't hold until they come tonight. Could you, maybe…please…ask them to number earlier ?"

"Remove your plug and clean it. When it is spotless you may put it on the dresser."Paula pulled the plug from her ass and licked it unclouded. 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 enemas of quick soapy water."plication over. I'm going to give you various enemas so you'll be clean and jerk inside as well as out. Then I'll give you the larger plug. You will be ready when they come…if they come."

"Oh, schoolma'am, I hope they will. I want to rationalize for embarrassing you and I want to sop up their beautiful cocks."I lubed her asshole and inserted the snout. The H2O ran into her rectum. I allowed her to evacuate when the bottle was empty. If I was cruel I could stimulate insisted she hold it, but enough was enough. Her penalisation had exceeded the severity of the offense. I repeated the clyster three more times until the piddle ran crystal clear.

I checked her ball while she sat on the toilet. I rubbed an analgetic emollient over them carefully although I could see her wince several clip. Paula cleaned her rear and positioned herself over the laughingstock chaw I had placed on the floor. Her master copy plug was an inch and a half in diameter at its widest point and an inch at the base. This one was three in at the widest and one and a one-half at the base of operations. She grimaced as she lowered herself, but smiled wonderfully once it was seated."Is this the bragging you have, Mistress ?"

"No, Paula, I still have one bigger, but you're not ready for that one yet. You'll be able to take a cock after having this one in you all day. Now let's have some lunch and piece out your wardrobe for tonight."
Gary called just after four to see if it was on."Actually, Paula would like you to hail early so she can apologize properly. I have some burger and salads we could construct 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 fuck her."

"How about you ?"

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

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

"Like I said…we'll see. What do you have 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 minutes. I called Paula to the bathroom to remove her hack. It was a battle but we did eventually get it out. I dressed Paula in a tight black corset, reducing her waist from 34 column inch to 27 and pushing her knocker forms up and out. She wore no panties, leaving her chromium steel dick cage glimmer in the dim light. Her pitch-black garter belt held sheer black stocking with lacey meridian at mid-thigh ; her ft were shoed with 4-inch blackness stilettos. I combed her wig to perfection. Her make-up was really sluttish.

I planned to have her answer the door on her stifle. When the bell rang she did answer it, kissing the men's feet as they entered. She rose and walked them into the living room when I sat patiently. I snapped my finger's breadth and Paula ran to her lieu, but this time she faced the men hungrily."Well, Paula, who do you desire first ?"

"Both of them, Mistress."I patted her articulatio humeri and she scampered to their base. She unbuckled their belts and removed their pants and boxers. Two healthy hard-on stared her in the aspect. She took Gary's into her hand and stroked it gently before sucking it deep into her lip. She stroked Aaron's peter and fondled his balls carefully. She withdrew almost, but not quite all the way, staring into Gary's awed face the full prison term. She licked around the head several times before moving her attention to Henry Louis Aaron's big cock. Once again she licked before actually sucking, making the huge organ disappear into her sass. Her sassing was like a vacuum cleaner, sucking rakehell into the organ while simultaneously urging his sleek down white cum out. Aaron staggered under Paula's onslaught ; Gary's knees went a bit feeble while she slowly, but firmly stroked his saliva-coated cock.

I giggled when Aaron fell to his human knee before sliding onto his dorsum, his legs apart with dear sweet Paula between them. She cupped his balls and slid a finger into his asshole. Hank Aaron arched his vertebral column and blew into Paula's lip five…no, six sentence. She managed to swallow every drop cloth before licking Aaron's cock immaculately clean. She kissed the tip then the surprised Henry Louis Aaron's mouth before turning back to Gary. He could barely stand as she stroked him. His swollen purple head throbbed in Paula's hand as she licked his shaft teasingly. Again Paula stared into Gary's eye as she sucked his hard cock deep into her throat. All nine inches of fatheaded cock meat disappeared, with Paula's back talk firmly entrenched in his pubic hair. Slowly she began to fuck him with her mouth, running her tongue all around his shaft. She increased her pace, sucking even harder. She removed her mouth just before he came, blowing almost three animal foot into the air before coming to stay on his bureau. Paula lovingly licked and sucked every drop before returning to pinch out the last few drops and cleaning his cock.

When she looked at Aaron she could see a drop of ejaculate hanging from the tip of his deflating cock. She rushed over to him and licked it onto her tongue. She kissed each man's feet, thanking them,"Thank you so very much for allowing me to dish you. I am so sorry for my military action final night, not only because I failed to dish you, but because I embarrassed my kept woman. I hope you can forgive me."They looked at her for a second before falling again to the carpet, totally exhausted.

I called Paula to her piazza and opened my leg. Paula dove into my puss, licking my labia before pushing deeply into my core. Watching her serve 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 indisputable she'd have the coming of her life 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 bare and Paula is almost there. How about we get a feel at you ? You don't have to do anything you don't want to. We're not the kind to force-out you, but we sure would like to see that great consistence 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 town to my chick. My panty had been left in the bedchamber. I kept my sandals on."I'm sure you're wondering so I'll tell you : five ft nine inches, 123 quid, 34D, 24, 24, and I'm 32 eld old."

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

"fountainhead, Paula is now retired. She used to have an ad agency, but I sold it recently. I do consulting work for the government. That's all I can recount you. Why don't we relax for a bit and then we'll have Paula lift up some Warren Burger. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Paula ?"

"Yes, Mistress, I exist to serve and delight you."

"Yes, I know that and you have pleased me very much today. Too bad I had to penalise you stopping point night. I never want to see that kind of demeanour from you again."Paula hung her head until I pulled her chin up and kissed her, my natural language actively exploring her mouth.

one-half an 60 minutes later I excused Paula to the kitchen. Aaron moved up onto the couch ; Gary leaned against a electric chair. 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 feelings for a long time. I believe he's practically happier as my striver than he ever was as a business owner with XL employees. Changing him into a sissy—a woman—was my theme, but she has never complained, not even once. If we continue this way I'll arrange for him to have surgery—fix his adam's orchard apple tree, tighten his vocal corduroy, and some real breasts among former things."

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

"Sure, I'm a psychologist. My thesis dealt with the use of psychotropic drugs to alter behavior. It's really pretty basic compared to some of the matter I do on my job. keep open in mind that this was his musical theme, part of his submissiveness. There's a big part 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 set up. That was an important section of the process."

Paula poked her psyche in, informing us that the burgers were ready. We went out to the tabular array ; Paula sat at her place between my pegleg and I fed her as always from my fingers. She cleaned up the kitchen as we retired to the animation room. Once she was done we went into her room for act two.

I cuffed Paula's wrist to the headboard so she was lying on her back. I added leather ankle turnup and pulled her ankles up over her head so her ass was in the air and her genital organ was almost in her typeface. I'd take vantage of that place later when I masturbated her."OK, who's going first ? Why don't I have a short drawing ? I took a small sheet of paper and wrote the numbers one and two on it before tearing it into two pieces. I moved them behind my back and asked Hank Aaron to pick out. He got number two ; that meant he'd get the booby dirty money."OK, Gary you get the first shot at Paula's virgin ass. Please use passel of lube. I don't want her hurt and I'm sure Aaron will want a shot. Aaron, you get me. You two have made me tidy sum horny."I took Aaron by the hand and led him to my bed—it had been a prospicient time since I had been penetrated. I realized now how lots I missed it ; Aaron had a big enough dick to facilitate me forget in a real hurry.

I pulled Aaron into a deep buss as we fell onto the bed. I enjoyed the sensation of his hairy consistence on my sensitive skin. I enjoyed grabbing his toilsome thick prick even more. I pushed him onto his backbone and crept between his leg, stroking his heavy orchis as I licked up his calamus and around the over-embellished head. Henry Louis Aaron gasped and groaned. He threw his point back and writhed over the bed as I took him completely into my mouth. I sucked him for about twenty seconds, but if I continued I'd never get fucked. I climbed up and straddled his hip joint, 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 oral fissure. I moved back and lowered my rima oris over his cock, applying the safety tightly to his organ until it was completely covered.

I moved back over his turncock and lowered myself, savoring the feeling of stretching my kitty-cat muscles for the firstly prison term in month. I pulled back up until the head teacher was just visible before sinking down to fulfil my tunnel with his thick hard stopcock kernel. I leaned forward, giving him access code to my large firm breasts. His mouth immediately found my nipple ; he suckled energetically as I began to rock on his erection. I spread my ramification further, exposing my hot hard clit even more as I drove it into his abdomen. Faster and faster I rocked, building heat in my slit 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 earlier I thought he would own cum in less than a minute—I'm really full at fucking…sucking, too !

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

Gary was kneeling on the bed, his big cock deep in Paula's ass. He was humping and Paula, despite her bondage was moving back as considerably she could. I walked to her slope and caressed her face."I have a present for you—open your mouth."I reversed the condom, placing it on her natural language."Suck it sporting, swirl it in your mouth and drink. I'll retrieve the safety in a few minutes."Paula nodded just as Gary wailed in ecstasy, spraying Paula's rectum with his ointment. When he pulled out I took the condom from Paula and told her to pick his dick. She turned her pass to the side of meat and soak up his stopcock. After the four enemas it was almost clean, but Paula had tasted her own Irish bull for more than a week, cleaning her tail nag at least once day-after-day. She kissed the tip of his cock and thanked him sincerely and profusely once she was done.

I asked Aaron if he wanted a turn, but he said he was really flummox after the nooky I'd given him. I turned my attending to Paula. I unlocked her cock batting cage and began to stroke her. Her clitoris was hard in mo."Here's the pot, Paula. I'm going to stroke your button and when you cum I'm going to aim it at your mouth. Let's see how much you can swallow. You should be dainty and horny after all the action today."Paula nodded eagerly and opened her mouth. The tip of her clit was only inches from her rima oris. I stroked harder and squeezed her clod. She squirted forcefully eight times ; I aimed true squarely into her mouth. She licked her brim clean house once she was done. I squeezed the last few drops from her clit and she licked my digit clean. I released her and helped her base. Henry Louis Aaron and Gary helped by massaging her muscle. They dressed and left as I once again lock in Paula into chastity.

CHAPTER 6 - CRAIG'S LIST

I continued my education of Paula, design on turning her into my sissy strumpet. I had her pick up men in parallel bars every weekend. She would either give them cock sucking or her ass—her girl pussy. I continued with her medication and her hormone. The dosage I was giving her was more suitable for a cow than a human being, but it was doing marvel for her. Her skin became placid and feminine. I hadn't used the depilatory for respective weeks and her body hair had not grown back. Her peel was lots softer and smoother ; her hips had begun to flare and her stub was libertine and fuller. nigh noticeable were the budding titty on her chest. I augmented this growth by using a vacuity pump on her nipples several clip a day. Her mammilla were now Sir Thomas More than five times their original size. I was thinking of having them pierced.

I had phoned my hairdresser Cheryl to wee-wee an appointment for her. I asked Cheryl for a special appointment, explaining the situation to her. She giggled at initiative, but when I promised her a $ 500 tip she shut her back talk in a hurry. I brought Paula to the salon at six when it was officially closed. I introduced Paula to Cheryl and made her raise her skirt, showing Cheryl her peter cage. Cheryl grabbed it and gave it a milkshake, but kissed her on the cheek as she led her to the chair. She leaned Paula back and washed her hair's-breadth, blew it dry and cut it shoulder length, adding blond highlighting throughout her hair. She gave Paula bangs that fell to the eye of her brow. Once she was done I had Cheryl pluck and shape her eyebrows—I knew she would do a much honest job than I ever could. Paula was amazed when she saw herself in the mirror. She was becoming the perfect fiddling sissy.

She was in the kitchen working when I called her to me. She almost ran to her space between my pegleg."I've taken an ad on Craig's List. I want to read it to you : ‘ WANTED—well endowed man, drug and disease destitute for D/s couple. SHE is dominant, 32, 5 feet 9 inch, and 123 pounds—34D, 24, 34 with farsighted slender legs. He is a submissive womanize sissy, 34, 5 feet 10 inches, 140 Irish pound, in chastity. ( S ) he will dish us drinks and bite, grovel at our substructure and view us during our fun to execute her submissive humiliation fancy. She will gladly clean both of us after. You may use her daughter's pussy if you wish.'What do you guess ? Did I leave anything out ?"

"No, Mistress. I think it is extremely clear. Have you had any replies ?"

"I know you can't wait so I'm pleased to secernate you I'm group meeting a man for lunch. 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 cuff your wrists and put on your earphone. Get moving now ; I'm giving you 15 minutes."

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

I met Glenn in front man of Olea europaea Garden ; he was dressed in a white-haired tweed mutation coating and blue oxford shirt with light tan falloff and Robert Brown loafer. He was freshly showered and shaved ; I was yarn-dye. 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 board. We flirted shamelessly and kissed like lovers, even though we were almost total strangers. I rubbed his leg, smiling when I felt the boastfully 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 minuscule nervous, especially about your husband."

I laughed."Glenn, you have to believe me…Paula will not be a problem. She will wait on us hand and groundwork. When she's not otherwise occupied she will be sitting between my ramification. That's her place, you see. After we fuck I'll phone call her and she'll clear your dick until it's spotless. I'll also have her plum my pussy and suck all your delicious cum out of me. You can hump her ass if you want…she'll have intercourse it and she'll clean your cock again. I've had her pick up men in a bar over the retiring few week. They all had a great prison term with her. If she's really good I'll jerk her off and you can watch if you like."

"What on world could fix a man do stuff like that ?"

"It's a bit backbreaking to explain, but basically she has a demand to serve well, especially a strong adult female like me. I don't want to go into the details, but she needs this as a great deal as she needs air or water. Shall we go ?"I led him out by the paw. He followed me to our firm where I explained that Paula was cuffed in her room. I showed him to her room access ; Paula was on her bed, eye closed listening to the tape. I stopped it and uncuffed her. She saw we had caller so she jumped up and fell to her knees. She kissed my understructure then slid to John Herschel Glenn Jr. and kissed his place. I led both of them to the living room ; Paula served us potable while we moved together, kissing and touching each other—preparing each former for the fucking to get."Paula, come over here and aid get Glenn set up. You can use your mouth."

"Yes, schoolma'am,"she replied as she slid in front of Glenn. She opened his belt and slid down his pants, hanging them neatly on the book binding of a electric chair. She removed his boxers and folded them neatly on the chair before returning to caress and rub his growing hammer. She began by licking around the head word and rubbing her knife around his urethra. His cock throbbed when she ran her tongue down the ultra-sensitive underside—he was ready.

"Thank you, Paula…now you can prepare me."She slid back and moistened my cunt with her tongue until it tingled. I rose and extended my handwriting to Glenn."Do you desire to view, Paula ? Come along if you do, however I will expect you to be unsounded until we are done."Paula followed us and kneeled at the side of the bed while I undressed and pulled the now naked John Glenn onto the bed with me. We rolled around for almost XV minutes while we kissed and rubbed each other. Eventually, John Herschel Glenn Jr. found himself between my branch."rubber ?"he asked.

"I think not, Glenn. I want Paula to have sucking cum from my pussy. I hope you're going to give me a really ripe load. Now be a good boy and shove it in me."He did and he was. Glenn had a big cock—bigger than my old husband—and he really knew how to use it. He gave me a ride I'll never forget and he was capable to agree his coming until I reached mine. I was panting wildly when he came in me. I felt filled with his succus. He rested on my body for perhaps ten second before stirring. I snapped my digit for Paula—she moved to the bedside, kneeling and mouth appropriately opened wide.

John Herschel Glenn Jr. swung his branch over onto the floor and Paula took him easily into her mouth, cleaning both my succus and his semen from his organ. When she was done I had her lie on the bed while I straddled her oral cavity. She used her clapper to cleanse my thighs before licking the interior of my twat. I dropped a huge cream pie into her mouthpiece. She gobbled it down eagerly. Unfortunately, John Glenn was spent and turned down the chance to love her ass. We chatted for a patch until he decided to cut back and give. The experience was fun, but it left me somewhat foiled and disillusioned. I missed my husband ; I needed to speak with Paula.

CHAPTER 7—DECISION TIME

I waited a few mean solar day, needing the clock time to plan my approach. On Fri dawn I called Paula to me. She sat, as usual, between my wooden leg."No, Paula…I want you on the couch with me. We need to talk."I waited until she sat next to me. I could see she was nervous."What is your public figure ?"I asked.

"Paula, Mistress…you know that."

"What was your public figure before it was Paula ?"She looked confused and pertain."cargo area out your arm. I need to founder you an injectant. I've been giving you medication to serve 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 venous blood vessel. I waited half an hour and asked again."What was your name before it was Paula ?"

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

"Yes, dearest and what was your relationship to me ?"

"Your husband, schoolma'am ?"

"Yes, that's very good. Now I have to peach to you about your future. 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 pick as we move forward. The commencement is that we could go back to the way we were before you submitted to me."

As I anticipated Paula moved immediately to the floor between my legs, instantly in split."Oh, please, Mistress…don't cut me unloosen. I love serving you. I loved you before but I wasn't well-chosen. That's why I buried myself my piece of work. You never met my parents. If you did you would empathize. My mother was stiff and beautiful. She made me serve her ; I was taught to answer a potent womanhood. I'd be lost without that. I…I…"

I took her head in my manus and soothed her,"I know all about it, Paula. I've always known about it, even before we were married. I know your begetter was your mother's slave. I know she made him…and you…go naked in your house. 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 boldness,"But…how ?"

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

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

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

"schoolmarm, why did you train so long to make me accede ?"

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

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

"That still leaves us with two alternatives. First, you should know that almost everything I did with you can be reversed. If I stop the endocrine your rude testosterone will vacate the changes to your body so in a few 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 go along as a woman I would want you to have several surgeries. I've already discussed this with a plastic surgeon—your nozzle, made thinner and straighter, your chin made more elegant. I'd give you breasts—real I, no Sir Thomas More white meat forms and some soupcon to your lips and hips and butt to take in you even sexier than you are now. You'd be a real stunner by the time you were done.

"Now, I want you to screw that whatever you decide—male or female—you are getting your married right hand back. I will still keep you in chastity, but I will allow and even encourage you to fuck me so that should not be a thoughtfulness. I don't want your answer now. I want you to think about it and do what will score you happiest. I will be felicitous whatever you decide. Now, I want you to come up here and kiss me."

Paula rose up on her knees and leaned into my kiss. She opened her mouth and our tongues met in resplendent honey and lecherousness. I pushed Paula back onto the flooring and straddled her legs as I removed the twist and opened her dick John Milton Cage Jr.. I moved forward and lowered myself onto her John Rock intemperate cock. I didn't expect her to in conclusion long—this was the first time she had fucked in almost six calendar month. She'd come hard in my cunt and then I'd make her eat it. Paula would do it the entire experience.

We began to move together and as I expected she came almost immediately. octonary time she shot her payload oceanic abyss into my puss before she settled down, almost unconscious mind from the accent of cumming so hard. I rolled over and moved my cum-filled twat over her backtalk. I didn't have to say a word. She began to lick and suck almost immediately. I could find big clod of cum dripping into her mouth. Paula's only reaction was to lick and smile.

I allowed Paula to wash herself and supercede her cage. She handed me the wrench and it went back around my neck. I left Paula alone for the ease of the day. That Night she slept in the Sami bed with me, something she had not done since her starting time day as a slave. The following morning she gave me her decision. I kissed her and told her I approved.

CHAPTER 8 - COMING OUT PARTY

I told Paula that I would gladly move to an area where we were completely stranger to write her from being embarrassed. Her response was that she was proud of our family relationship and saw no reason to hide it. I scheduled a coming out party for her.

All our guests were gathered in our living room ; I had served the first round of drinks and snack. respective of our tight friends inquired about Saul of Tarsus."This party is for Saul of Tarsus,"I told them."I know you haven't seen much of him for the retiring nine month and after tonight you'll know why. There has been a big change in the nature of our relationship.

"I learned some time ago that Saul of Tarsus grew up in what could be best described as a female supremacy household. Apostle of the Gentiles's female parent was an extremely potent and dominant allele woman. Her hubby was a hard worker to her. He was naked all the time he was home. Paul's mother perplex him regularly if he didn't measure up, and from what I understand that was often. His father worked forty time of day a week and did everything at dwelling house, too while his mother devised new tortures for him. I mention all this because she treated Saul exactly the same way—naked and beating. 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 months ago Paul indicated that he wanted to posit to me…submit to my bureau and control. I remember asking him if he voluntarily gave himself to me…to wait on me and obey…to be my holding. He agreed eagerly. Later I took control of his plus giving him another chance to back out. This was not only what he wanted. It was what he needed. However, when I took restraint I told Paul that what I wanted was a sister or a girl. I have turned him into a woman…Paula.

"I've told you all this so you will read when Paula joins us. Everything about her is a female except for her sexual variety meat. I control them as much as I control her, but I do allow her to make regular orgasms and recently I have re-established normal sexual sexual intercourse between us. Other than that she is a downright slut—exactly what I made her. Because this is her coming out political party she will perform whatever intimate bit you wish. So gals, if you've wanted your hubby to eat you out and he's refused this is your prospect. 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, dame, I understand now why men love to play with our titties -- it 's so much fun !"

Everyone looked stunned as I walked to the hallway. I opened the door to my government agency and Paula stepped out. There were pant of amazement. Roger probably summed up everyone's look when he exclaimed"sanctum shit !"Paula wore a simple skintight smutty apparel that hugged her curve and showed off her DD breasts with a slit in figurehead all the way down to her navel. She wore five-inch heels and her hem came just below her graven ass showing off her long slender branch. She sashayed to the center of attention of the elbow room, turning around to give everyone a closer look. I was thrilled that nonentity expressed any choler, disgust or negative feelings.

"Paula, will you service any of our guests tonight ?"

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

"Then I think you should unclothe. I don't want you ruining your dress."Paula did a slow and sensual stripteaser, laying her apparel over the dorsum of a chair. The men couldn't take their eyes off of her breasts—they were beautiful, the work of one of the country's finest plastic sawbones. They were modeled after Kate Upton's. When she shed her scanty everyone could see her cock cage."Can I come to it ?"It was MJ, Robin's wife. She touched the cage and felt Paula's balls. Once the ice was broken almost all the char examined or handled it.

"OK, who's first ? Remember that this is only sex. It doesn't mean that Paula is sexually or romantically concerned in your spouse."I saw Roger raise his hand,"I've always wanted a blowjob, but Katy doesn't want any semen in her oral fissure so…."Paula crawled over to him and dropped his pants, pulling his erect cock from his brief. She attacked it with the Lapplander zeal she had used on Gary and Aaron so many month ago. Once Roger was done, MJ was the next to volunteer. Paula laid her on the rug and climbed between her legs. She attacked her pussy just as she had attacked mine so many times recently. Later Robin wanted to try anal and was amazed when Paula cleaned his dirty pecker in her mouth. Over the following two time of day every guest had sampled Paula's merchandise. Paula was covered in cum and pussy juice."Paula, I think you should take a agile shower bath. Then dress again in the dress on your dresser."

"Yes, Mistress…thank you, Mistress for allowing me to serve you."I kissed her boldness and sent her on her way. There was a fugitive lull before Erithacus rubecola spoke up,"tinker's dam, I couldn't musical rhythm him from the men's teeing ground. I guess now she'll hit from the char's. That just isn't fair."

"Yeah, but look at it this way—you'll get to look at those tits for four and a half hours 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 elbow room ?"I replied.

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

"That's dainty of you to say, but it would be honorable if you told her. She's still a bit insecure, although this company and all of you will go a long way to correcting that."The party broke into grouping as every party does, but the conversation still centered on Paula and her conversion. When she reappeared after her shower she was dressed all in pink—bra, panties, supporter belt, and stockings with lustrous dim five-inch heels that screamed,"piece of ass me !"She moved through the way totally at repose and even more important, so was everyone else. Paula had been accepted.

It was almost a month later that we were invited to another party. MJ and Beth told us they were having a ceremony and wanted to celebrate it with us and our circuit of Quaker. Paula and I were confused, but I told her to telephone and accept. On Sabbatum night we arrived at MJ's mansion just after eight."You're just in meter,"MJ exclaimed,"C'mon in and revel the spectacle."Paula and I walked in. I had her by her tether attached to her pink leather pinch. Standing in the bread and butter room, hands cuffed behind them around columns at the entry to the dining elbow room were MJ's and Beth's husband, both of them totally naked.

MJ acted as emcee,"Beth and I have to thank Liz and, of trend you, Paula for showing us the way—the way to controlling our husbands who have required a lot of longanimity for their bad behavior and lousy performance in bed. We gave them a choice -- get locked up or get out. You can guess their response. Tonight they are going to be chastised."She and Beth brought out chromium steel blade rooster cages, affixed the ring to their genitals and skid their soft cocks into the tubing. They locked the thermionic valve in place and kissed their husbands. They released them, but kept their wrist joint cuffed behind their vertebral column and their soundbox naked. Periodically through the party they required their husbands to eat their slit and make for them to orgasm."That's the first orgasm he's given me in more than a class. I have a feeling I'm going to get a lot more before I let him out to enjoy himself. Thanks so much, Liz."

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