CHAPTER 1 - DESIRES EXPOSED

We were driving home from another dullard client entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye candy on my hubby's arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in psychological science at State before being wooed and wedded by advertising guru Apostle of the Gentiles James II. Paul was a master at selling. I swear—Paul could sell shit to hog sodbuster who usually had Sir Thomas More diddly-shit than they could ever possibly use.

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

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

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

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

Paul the Apostle was silent—thinking—for several mo before continuing,"Ever see yourself in that kind of relationship ?"

"NO !"

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

"What ? That would imply 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 actions 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 pull out and have you finish me with your handwriting ?"

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

"Haven'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 do it my ass while I jerk off. I don't think there's anything more submissive than that."

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

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

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

"Well…you were the most beautiful, not to observe the aphrodisiacal cleaning woman there."

"Big deal…I'm 32…the rest of them must have been in their L or LX. I do admit I have Nice tit, 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 slavish 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 talk about your needs."Alice Paul pulled the car into the garage and we hurried in, both of us wanting our hunger addressed. I led Apostle Paul to the sleeping accommodation where I turned and folded myself into his arms. We kissed deeply, our lingua eagerly exploring each former's mouth. I moved my mitt to his whang, opened it and let his drawers fall to the level. I took his gruelling dick into my helping hand. I could see how Alice Paul might be subservient. As I thought back I realized that I usually led the way when we had sex. Could I…would I be unforced to eclipse him ? I wasn't sure, but that was a theme for another time.

I stepped away and removed my clothes. This was an expensive dress. I had no desire to see it on the trading floor. I removed my bra—34D—and my panty. I began to slue my stockings down my leg, but stopped. I sat in the chair and called Apostle of the Gentiles to me."kneel down and assist me take these off, will you, Saul of Tarsus ?"Surprisingly, he did. He pulled each stocking gingerly down my long politic leg, taking care not to cause a run. I piled them on the electric chair back as I spread my legs."You heard 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 glossa. Saul of Tarsus had eaten my pussy before, but not often…certainly not as often as I would hold liked, but if he wanted anything from me tonight he was going to eat it and do a really sound job of it. Saint Paul was tentative at first, licking my labia. In only transactions they were red and inflamed in their need. I spread my stage further, inviting him to my sex. I grabbed Paul's pass and pulled him into my fork. He attacked my puss with his tongue and fingerbreadth. He rammed two finger's breadth into me, spreading my tight pussy as he searched and found my G-spot. Damn, that felt so upright ! He rubbed that tender sensible spot repeatedly as he shifted his attending to my clitoris. Paul was always safe with my clit and tonight was no elision. He licked all around it, teasing me and holding me just below the edge—just short circuit of my much-needed sexual climax. When he nibbled my hard button and pulled it between his teeth I exploded. My back arched severely and I jumped from the president, rising to a greater extent than a foot before falling down exhausted.

Paul relaxed, his pass resting on the inside of my smooth voiced thigh while I recovered from my sweet-flavored trial by ordeal. In time I stood and pulled him onto the bed to lie next to me. I ran my nails around his teat, down his abdomen and around his penis. It throbbed in his fervor. The arteries pulsed, hard and empurpled along his light beam. The caput was swollen, a indisputable sign of his foreplay. It came to me, not for the number 1 time, that I could easily see to it Alice Paul by controlling his penis. Now there was solid food for thinking !

I leaned over Alice Paul, encouraging him to allude and caress my tit. I moved one nipple over his backtalk ; he reached up immediately to suck. I wrapped my manus around his shaft and began to stroke slowly and gently. Yes, I had him entirely in my ascendence, but if I took add mastery what would I do with it ? Continuing down our award path seemed pointless. Some form of change would be called for, but what ? How ?

I dribbled some child lotion over his pecker and increased my step. Paul closed his eyes and his breathing became shallow and erratic. I sat up, pulling my teat from his mouth so I could use two manus. I rotated my helping hand as I stroked faster and faster. Suddenly, St. Paul tensed and, driving his hips up, shot rope after rope of hot slippery cum over his abdomen and chest. He sagged exhausted. I looked at my semen-covered hands, scooped up whatever cum I could from his deflating penis and moved them to his backtalk."Open up,"I told him,"You made this stack ; you can scavenge it up."Reluctantly—slowly -- his mouth opened and I wiped my fingers with his tongue."go along it heart-to-heart, 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 thrust the live on few drops from his wilting penis. This time he was more willing. He opened his mouth, extended his spit and licked my fingers clean. I shifted us around, pulled the blankets over us and we went quickly to sleep.

I slept soundly, but woke early. My mind was active—I was thinking about what Paul had said and about his obviously slavish behavior last Nox. My study had shown that many very driven and successful men had a impregnable submissive side. I'd ascertain out the internet this morning once I was trusted Paul had left for work. I drifted back to sleep, my programme beginning to accept shape.

It's amazing what you can incur on the internet. I read a lot of taradiddle about femdom and slavery, but most of them were farcical. narration about men blackmailed into thrall for the silliest reasons were absurd. How anyone could even believe that dirt was amazing. More believable were the blogs about domination and submission, dealing with a slavish better half, and the purpose of the dominant allele. More authoritative were the estimate I was able to get about what to do with my husband if I decided to go forward. The last time I worked this hard was when I was writing my thesis. I learned that being a dominant allele was a lot of work and even more responsibility.

There was a lot Sir Thomas More than getting off and beating the dirt out of the slavish. I'd be responsible for everything—all the decisions, financial and otherwise ; Paul's health and well-being, his wearing apparel, his task, like I said—everything. I wasn't all that surely 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 controller. Control was nothing more than a country of mind—psychological control. I was a psychology major with an M.S. and PhD. It seemed like a perfect tense fit for me.

CHAPTER 2 –SUBMISSION

It was almost three months after that memorable evening that I decided to act. I sat in a comfortable chair in our living room early on a Thursday evening. I was wearing a short fateful skirt and no underwear. I had a brown paper sack from the market place at my feet. I was ready."Paul,"I called,"would you descend in here for a minute ?"

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

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

"Uh, yeah…sure. Why ?"

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

"Uh…yeah, why ?"

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

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

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

"Do you voluntarily give yourself to me ? To dish me ? To obey without inquiry ? To be my property ?"

"Yes…Ma'am."

"I think you should call me miss Liz. Now there's something I need to do. Then we'll talk about some rules for you to surveil. It will be much easier for me to see you here."I reached up and touched his forehead,"when I control you here."I touched his dick. It was growing with his obvious hullabaloo. I reached into my bag and removed the custom-made stainless steel steel turncock cage. I placed the ring over his egg and pulled his hard phallus into the ring, I went back to the bag for an ice mob, having anticipated his arousal. I laid it on his turncock and it shrunk almost immediately. I slid it easily into the tube and locked it securely with the extra screws that came with it. I watched Paul's expression as I placed the wrench onto a silver concatenation and dropped it over my head teacher. The wrench disappeared between my breasts.

"Very trade good, good. Now go to the coating rack by the front door. You'll see two point there. Don't concern, you'll know which ones to fetch back to me. When you come back you can resume your position between my legs."Paul turned, still in a daze, and walked to the door. We have an old geezer coat wheel there for crown and lid. Today there were two additional detail on one of the hooks. He returned and sat between my legs. He handled the detail to me."You are to put on this collar whenever you are at abode. I bought it for you at Petco. See what the gens dental plate says ?

He took the pink rhinestoned collar from me and read the small metal brass."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 opening."You know that I have no siblings…no family at all. I always wanted to have a sister or, at least, a girlfriend to talk with and go shopping with. That's going to be your role. Don't concern, I'm not going to embarrass you or abase you. cypher will bed except you and me. In time we'll go out together, but I guarantee that nobody will recognize you. When you go to put to work you'll remove the pink collar and replace it with this gold chain. You have a XVI and a half inch neck ; this chain is seventeen inch. It's heavy so you'll know it's there and, of course of study, you'll have your coop as a constant monitor of your meekness to me. Any questions so far ?"

"Are you going to pretend me go au naturel at home like I've read about ?"

"No, but I will determine what you will wear. Since you'll be Paula it will be women's apparel. I'll still let you play golf game and, of row, I'll still go to your boring client dinner party. Outwardly, we'll be the same loving span. In reality we'll still be loving, but I'll puff all the drawing string. If you are going to be slavish to me I will make the decision and you will obey. If you want to game out now would be a good meter to speak up."Paul the Apostle was silent.

"As I told you, ‘ submissive'is not a noun, it's an adjective—a parole that describes your United States Department of State of mind. I also told you that you would be my slave, but I'm not going to torment you or mortify you unless you force me to. There are more effective ways to moderate you. Do as you are state and we will have no problems. Right now I'm feeling a lot of focus so I need to cum. That's your job. Get in there and figure out me beneficial. Then we'll go to step two in your transformation."

Paul leaned forward and licked my labia. They were red and inflamed with desire in seconds. He attacked my tunnel, forcing his potent tongue deep into my inner core. I swear I had never run so much pussy juice in my life—that's how shake I was from the day's developments. I pushed my hips out, encouraging him to lick even harder. He sucked my total cunt into his mouth causing blood to flow into my sex. Every part of my kitty-cat was pulsing in delight. He moved to my clit ; it was severely 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 breastfeed it between his teeth and when he did I couldn't detention back. I wrapped my legs around his question and squeezed for all I was worth. It was an orgasm to end all climax. I thought this might work out pretty well after all.

Once I had recovered I told Paul to take side by side week off from 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 animation. On Saturday we'll go on a fiddling trip. We'll go shopping for some womanly attire 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 shoot you into the shower."I attached a pink troika to his collar and led him away.

Paula noticed for the first meter a concatenation hanging from the shower ceiling."I'm going to cuff you, Paula because I don't want you moving around when I do this. I'm going to try really hard not to pain you, but I will need your cooperation. I cuffed his wrists and fastened them to the range with a padlock. He had to debase to touch the floor."beneficial girl, Paula—now I want to put this bathing cap over your hair and a blindfold over your oculus. I'm going to use a depilator on your skin to slay your body fuzz. I don't want it on top of your head and I definitely don't want it in your center. Just hold still for a few minutes."I used not bad care in placing the cap over her head tucking her long hair under the protective rubber eraser. Then I added the blindfold. I kissed her boldness and told her I was very pleased with her cooperation. I removed my clothes, added a pair of vinyl gloves and pulled the two quart bottles of depilatory from under the sink. I carefully rubbed it into her thorax and back, under her implements of war. In ten minutes I had covered her stallion organic structure. Then I addressed her look. I was extremely careful around her mouth, reminding her several times to remain still. Finally, I removed the cock coop and eliminated her pubic hair. I let her brook there for almost ten second until I turned on the cascade allowing her cutis to rinse.

I dried her in the shower, keeping her hands cuffed until I was capable to take back her cock cage to her physical structure. A moisturise lotion soothed and softened her pelt."You'll placard I kept you handcuffed until your turncock cage was back in lieu. You will never refer 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 week or so, maybe even more often. Misbehave and it might be month before you see your future orgasm.

"Now you're dry and I want to get you ready for bed."I went to my loo and removed a short white nightie. I slipped it over her head ; it came to her soft amphetamine second joint. I sat her on the bed and go forward my explanation,"Tomorrow when you come home I will have a notary public here. I have some composition for you to signal. As my slave you can't expect to own anything. After all, you are just my place. You will sign over all your assets and your company to me. Don't worry, I'm not going to cheat you. I'm going to take the very best precaution of you. However, as my hard worker you will forfeit all of your human and husband's right hand. A slave does not have sex with her mistress. I have some ideas in that regard, but we'll get to them down the road a bit. I don't want to surcharge you with too much too soon.

"On Sat morning we'll get up early so we can get to the shop before they become too push. We'll go to high-end shop where we'll get personal service. I will not allow the saleslady to make fun of you. You'll need clothes, lingerie, shoes, stockings, and so forth. I've already bought you foam breast forms. When we add a wig you'll look very feminine. We'll practice all workweek walking and doing makeup, how to crop, how to use the bathroom…everything an attractive woman needs to love. What, dear Paula ?"

"Am I going to use the Lady'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 course, you'll use the noblewoman'elbow room. It's not like the men's room, you know. It's all private toilette, besides I think you'll have to sit in guild to pee anyway. That reminds me of something else, but it can wait until tomorrow.

"So far as sex is concerned, you will give me unwritten 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 jerk 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 seed. Either way I will expect you to drink it just like you did that night. You expect me to swallow it, so you can, too. As you can see I have been very busy. Being the dominant partner is a lot of employment. Now go to sleep."I tucked Paula into bed and kissed her good-night. Turning off the Light Within I left and went to the computer.

CHAPTER 3—FIRST DAY OF SLAVERY

The stick with morning Paula returned to Paul, changed his collar for his chain and went to work. I drove to the lawyer and reviewed all the report I would need. She assured me that she would be at our home by five so she could notarize Paul's key signature. My next check was at the bureau of a gynecologist who was a long-familiar feminist—more than a feminist, she was a unattackable worshipper in female supremacy. We had spoken on the headphone many times over the by three month. She strongly supported my efforts to keep down and feminize my husband. I left her office with two prescriptions, one for heavy-duty hormones—estrogen—the other for a mesmeric, a drug to make Paula more sensory to my leadership.

All this might seem cruel, even unnecessary, but it was for Paula's skilful. In a typical week Saul might make seventy or eighty hours. He was driving himself to an early on grave ; his Doctor had told him several meter to take up it prosperous. We were already multimillionaires with more than ten million in investiture. I knew he had been offered twenty million for his agency and had rejected it out of paw. I figured I could get thirty, and if I could, I'd sell the unsaved thing in a s. I valued her life more than than all the money in the world.

St. Paul returned nursing home at 5:15, changed his chain for the collar and became Paula again. I introduced him to the attorney. Once Thomas More I gave him an out,"If you plan to back out favourite 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 manikin and where to signalize them. ( S ) he signed where conquer as did I. In ten instant we were done. I wrote a check for the lawyer and she left.

"I'm very proud of you, Paula. Now let's get you out of those dress. I bought you a few things today, but they can hold off until we come household from dinner. We're going out number one to throw our nails done and then to dinner. I have a surprise for you when we get home."I drove us to the nail parlor where we each had a pedicure and manicure in that edict. We sat together in the back 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 coloring 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 people, but I had no melodic theme what he said in Vietnamese. Paula put her socks and shoe on and we went for our manicures. I allowed her clear seal while I had the Lapplander Ever Reddy applied to my nails. We left there around seven for dinner.

When we got family I took Paula's chain off and replaced it with her collar. I used the leash to lead her to the bedroom. Once there she removed her dress on my mastery and I cuffed her helping hand to the headboard, her legs to the corners at the bottom of the bed."I'm very pleased with how you are adjusting to your new life. Paula. I expected an argument from you on your toenails. I'm going to honour you. That's why your helping hand are cuffed."I removed the pull and opened her tool John Milton Cage Jr.. I barely had it off when it hardened and grew."Just you relax Paula…I'll take care of everything."I leaned down for a long deep osculation. Paula did not put her spit into my mouth—it would have been inappropriate for a striver to take such autonomy. My tongue explored her mouth eagerly. My fingers tickled her nipples. They were midget, but I had a architectural plan for them, too. I ran my fingers up and down her shaft, giggling as I saw her cock jump and handclasp."My good, Paula, your clit sure is ready. From now on you will refer to this as your clit. Do you sympathise, Paula ?"

"Yes, Miss Liz, it is my clit."

"Good girl, Paula, now let's see if we can get you off. I don't think it will accept too a great deal. I wrapped my finger around the shaft and gripped lightly. The heat it gave off was amazing. I thought it was the knockout I had ever experienced. Just wait until I had denied her for a calendar week or More. I gripped her nut, enjoying the sensation of the baby smooth skin in my handwriting. Paula obviously enjoyed it, too. She groaned with delight. Ever so slowly I began to stroke, tightening my hairgrip and increasing my pace as I went. In only two minutes Paula was straining against her adhesiveness, not to escape ; it was an expression of her desire—her reaction to being masturbated.

My yard increased again and I could see Paula tense up her muscles. Her ejaculation was accompanied by a trashy and farseeing grunt. Semen rained over her chest, dropping in lump here and there until, at final, she sagged exhausted."Remember what I told you, Paula ? Where is all this delicious semen going ?"

"In my sassing, Miss Liz. I'll acquire it all. May I clean your fingers ?"Paula opened her mouth and licked my digit clean. I used my fingertips to scoop up the remaining cum from her chest and she eagerly licked her cum until she was clean. I went to the bathroom and returned with a hot washrag. I washed Paula's button from top to bottom and supersede the dick cage, securing it in topographic point with the wrench. I released Paula from her bondage and pulled her from the bed."You are my slave, Paula, not my husband. You will sleep in the Edgar Albert Guest way. Come and see how I've decorated it for you. I've already put some of your new clothes in the closet."I led her to the way. We'd rarely used it in the past, but I had redecorated. The key was pink, the curtains lacey. I had purchased a new bedchamber set, Andrew D. White enamel -- perfective tense for a young girl.

"I'm going to restrain you while you sleep, Paula. I will place these headphones on you. You will listen to them all Night, even while you are sleeping. Now, lie down and let me get you ready."Paula lay on the bed in her White River nightie. I fastened her wrists and ankles to the bed. The bindings were a short sluttish so she could be comfortable, but not so loose that she could get rid of the headphone which I fastened to her mind with a leather strap. I raised the cover over her, tucked her in, gave her the hypnotic medication, and kissed her goodnight."eternal sleep well, Paula, we have a big day tomorrow."I started the CD participant and left the way. All Night long Paula would listen my message,"Your name is Paula. You are a slave girl. You live to help your mistress. You love your schoolma'am more than anything. Her happiness is all you live for…."

I had told Paula to cry me"Miss Liz."The CD message referred to me as"Mistress."I hoped that I could monitor her procession by what she called me. It turned out I was right—more rectify than I could feature hoped for.

CHAPTER 4 -- SHOPPING

As I promised we arose too soon Saturday aurora. I walked in to Paula's room at 6:45. The CD participant was still running, the earpiece firmly in place. I turned the car off and removed them, waking Paula in the summons."Good morning, Paula. How is my beautiful slave this morning ?"

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

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

"On the trading floor, schoolmistress, between your peg. May I lick your luscious pussy 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 chip of egg and Bacon from my digit as she laid her head against my thigh adoringly. I quizzed her during breakfast :

"What is your figure ?"

"Paula, Mistress."

"What is your role in lifespan ?"

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

"You can impart me pleasure now. Lick me until I cum."Paula used her mouth and tongue to lend me to a delicious orgasm. What a wonderful way to begin the day."I need to pee, Paula. testament you take it from me ?"

"Yes, with pleasure, Mistress."She sealed her mouth against my cunt and pledge greedily the sulfurous urine from my body. When I was done she licked me uncontaminating. I helped her with the bag and we were out the threshold by 8:00. In our past life-time Apostle of the Gentiles would have driven. Now as the prevalent collaborator I drove, Paula, neatly dressed in her white polo top and black Capri's sitting quietly beside me. Saint Paul's haircloth was usually in a pony tail, symbolic, I guess, of his artistic nature. Today I had it combed down around his nous. One day, possibly succeeding calendar week I'd have it styled.

Our first stop was Victoria's Secret. We walked in the room access just after opening. I found a young bore saleslady and took her aside."I want at least xv sets of underwear—all of them extremely feminine and aphrodisiac. They're for my husband, Paula. I won't tolerate any laughing at her, do you understand ? Do you have a tumid medical dressing room big enough for the three of us ?"

She looked at me unbelieving until I took Paula in tow ; she led us to a room marked"stave Only."“ Paula, you will have to remove your wear so this young lady can valuate you. Lay your dress on the chair."Obediently, Paula shed her clothes and stood naked except for her tool cage. The Pres Young adult female watched unbelieving until I reminded her that I had a hundred dollar posting for her cooperation. She measured Paula's waist and hips then disappeared for several hour, returning with several character of panty she thought would fit. I had Paula try them on and rejected almost half as not sexy enough. Ultimately, we bought fifteen span in assorted colors. I told Paula to hold back a black-market couple on. She was pleased not to be naked. Next we tried on garter belt ammunition, bras, and stockings. I had bought breast grade online, size C, to satisfy out the bra. The saleslady helped me tape them in lieu. I also bought several stays and waist cinchers to feminize Paula's body and several cute nightgowns and chemise.

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

Our following stop was a shoe store. Once again I told the salesgirl what I expected. We bought respective duet of sandals, flats, and heels—2-inch, 3-inch, and 4-inch. I'd see that she got mess of practice in the next week. She wore the sandals out of the depot. I threw the gym shoe in the trash.

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

"Thank you fancy woman. I knew I could trust you not to embarrass me. I love you, Mistress."

"I love you, too, my striver girl."We spent four hours shopping and spent more than three thousand clam. It was money well spent. We went to lunch and afterwards we went to the noblewoman'elbow room together. I applied some lipstick to Paula's lips and we left. Before we went home we made one More stop—at a wig computer storage. I bought a little wig with curly haircloth. Paula's hairsbreadth was dark brown ; the wig was shadow blond. She looked smashing in it—beautiful and sexy.

back at home plate an hour later we carefully placed all the purchases in her chest and closet. I showed her how to hang the bird and the outflank ways to fold and store her lingerie."Take off your blouse and Capri's, Paula. Bring your new place into the sustenance way ... not more than five minutes, now."I sat in my chair and opened my legs. Paula found her way there—to her place in less than the time allotted. I patted her head and told her what a well 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 fuss standing otherwise."

I held Paula's hand as she learned to walk in heels. I emphasized good posture and swaying her hips, much as I would do. We spent an hr in the 2-inch heels and she showed considerable advancement. I had her change to the 3-inch. This was a bit more difficult ; she had a lot of bother at first holding her symmetricalness. Her attitude was dire, but it would come along over the following week. We took a jailbreak for dinner ; I had Paula make us BLT sandwiches. We ate in the living room, me at the table Paula on the floor. After dinner party I had Paula draw me a bath. I relaxed in the hot urine while she washed every part of my dead body. Paula lovingly dried me with a big fluffy towel ; I showed my appreciation by giving her a long deep buss. I allowed Paula to shower down and awaited her regaining in the living way. Fifteen minutes later she was dressed for bed in the red teddy bear I had laid out for her ; she took her place between my peg, her head resting on my thigh. I stroked her face and ran my fingers through her hair's-breadth while I read my latest psychology journal.

Many dominant allele control their slaves through pain—beatings and torture. I viewed that advance as primitive person and unreliable. It was also potentially dangerous. It would be much more effective to mold Paula's brain to my dictation through the soporific drug and the suggestions I would give her every night. I put her to bed at ten, securing her hands and ankle to the control. 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 sexy female person slave. I live only to attend to my Mistress. I love my Mistress more than anything else. I love it when my Mistress uses me for sex. I love sex with both women and men. I love sucking cock. I love drinking cum from a big hard cock. I enjoy having my anus penetrated. I love having a butt spark plug in my ass. My name is…."

I would use these CD's every dark, sometimes repeating the substance. Each new one would help to hold Paula more submissive and more useful. I had already told her that she would not sleep with me, however I knew that I would need penetrative sex. That meant bringing new men into the bedroom. I wanted Paula to be a office of that. She could breastfeed my lover's cock and clean the two of us afterwards. I would eventually allow them to eff her in the ass. Through my hint I could ensure that she only felt extreme pleasure.

CHAPTER 5—TRAINING DAYS/SELLING THE FARM

I worked Paula hard all weekend long, but I gave her a rest on Tues. I secured her to her bed and used the CD to reinforce her training. I had other business. I went to foregather with Roger Thorne. Roger was a challenger of St. Paul's and it was he who had offered to buy Paul's agency. Personally, I found the man to be an arrogant twirp, 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 eyes as he led me into his business office ; I couldn't help but placard. I explained that I now had ownership of Paul's delegacy. I had to be careful—I almost called him Paula. I explained that I might be bequeath to sell if the price was decent and that twenty million wasn't right field. Surprisingly, he agreed and offered me twenty-five."I variety of like thirty-five,"I replied.

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

"Roger,"I began,"let's cut through all the horseshit, 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. Deal ?"

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

"Absolutely ! So… ?"

"It's a good deal. I'm lucky if I get it once every two workweek at home, so the first one should be pretty immediate, but you're gon na cultivate your sweet ass off to get the second."I rose and shook his hand, moved to the room access and locked it as he told his writing table not to disturb him. I returned and began to slowly strip."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 good look. I had studied the outcome of visual stimulus on virile sexual reception in grad school so I knew exactly what I was doing.

Suddenly, I turned and opened his whang, pulling his trouser to his mortise joint. His cock was so hard I could barely believe it. I took him into my lip, licked all around the caput and swallowed him deep into my pharynx. I used my throat muscles along with my knife and I wasn't the least surprise when he sprayed my tonsils with his cream. I backed off,"That's one ! Fifty-two proceedings to go."

He laughed,"That was the easy 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 hired hand and led it to my cunt. I let him feel my wetness and my heat. He couldn't resist rubbing my incision and fingering me. I knew he thought he was distracting me, but what he was really doing was turning himself on. I could separate by his respiration that he was getting really hot to fuck.

I moved my hands to his pecker. It took me lupus erythematosus than two hour to make him hard. I looked him in the eyes as I straddled his hip joint. I rubbed his cock into my slit, arching my back and thrusting my D-cup breasts into his cheek. All this was carefully planned. I sank on his cock and began to rock. I took it slow at beginning, but increased my tempo quickly. I used my Kegel muscles to deform my kitty-cat and coerce his putz as I bent it back and forth. I was only on him for five arcminute when he blew his load. Now it was my turn to laugh,"Amateur ! You owe me thirty-five million."

"Tell you what…let's make it an even XL. That's the honest blowjob and the secure fucking I've ever had. That Apostle of the Gentiles is a prosperous man."I had him write a promise to purchase with the measure, date, and his key signature. We spent almost an hour hammering out the details as I sat naked on the diametric side of the desk. He tried to grab my nipple several times, but I laughed,"Sorry, Roger, that boat has left the dock."I also had him harmonise to keep on the current faculty at their current salary for at to the lowest degree a class. He said his attorney would draw up the papers by the end of the hebdomad. I agreed to foregather with him again at four Friday good afternoon to nail down the heap. I dressed, walked out of the power and went straight to the ladies room. I walked into a stand, bent over and vomited violently into the bowl. The things I do for Paul's business.

I drove habitation to get 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 news show for you. You know how I have been worried about all the stress 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 rim."I know you told me that twenty was too little so I got forty."

"Forty million, schoolmarm ?"

"Yes, my sweet little slave girl…forty million and I'll tell you how. I got the price to twenty-five and bet him I could get him off twice in an hour. I did it in thirty-five minutes. He threw in the extra five because I was his best ever. Once I was done I threw up in the dame way. I hated doing it with him, but for xv million it was worth it. hitch here and contemplate while I take a shower. The deal will be finalized on Fri afternoon. You can come up 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 exhibitioner as I planned the following stairs in Paula's training. I wanted her to be a sexual being. Men give ; women receive. She had to get a line to get in both her maw. Once I had dressed I removed her from the bed. I brought her to the living elbow room where she sat in her place."Paula, I want you to learn about sex from a woman's perspective. You know that charwoman are built to experience. You have two trap that must be trained to receive. Stand up and hit your panties then I want you on all quaternity in the middle of the room. Paula took only seconds to abide by. I kneeled in nominal head of her and showed her the butt wad."Paula, you will get to make love this very well. From this moment forward it will always be in your girl snatch. You may remove it only when you have to move your bowels. When you are done you will houseclean it in your mouth and revert it to its proper position. Now lick it ; I will put it into you the first sentence. We will use this plug for a week then you will impress to a slightly turgid one. In a few workweek you will be able to accept a large one, the size of a big hammer, easily."

I held the stopper so she could lick it and cover it with her spittle. I pushed her header down and told her to unwind as I pushed it into her butt. Of course, she tensed her muscles so I spanked her twice to remind her to follow my order of magnitude. It was a bit of a struggle, but eventually the plug slid past her stubborn anatomical sphincter."How is that now, Paula ? You should palpate full, but not pain."

"Yes, Mistress, it feels like I have to go, but you are right—it does not hurt. I am regretful I resisted. Are you going to punish me ? I deserve it."

"We'll see, Paula how you do with your dick sucking exercise. Put your panty back on and come up over to the chair. Kneel between my legs. OK, now you know how much a man likes to possess his cock sucked. I want you to practice on this ; I pulled a dildo from the professorship. It was mid-sized, about 6-7 inch long and only an in in diameter."You'll need to get all of this into your mouth, like this."I put the entire dildo into my backtalk."With practice you should be able to get a ten-inch cock into your mouth and pharynx. You also need to learn to suck 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 deal with it. At one tip I stopped her."Paula, you need to breathe through your nose. It's easy to breathe and nurse that way. Now, try it. OK, that's better, but you only have about four inches in your mouth. Try fucking your mouth with it. Good, you almost got all of it that time. Keep going while I get us a drink."

I walked to the kitchen, getting a Pinot 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 advantage. I laid her on the floor and cuffed her hands behind her back. I removed her cage and took her clitoris into my lip."Pay attention…no drifting off on me. This is a breeding exercise. Soon I'll take you to blockade so you can pick up men and screw up them. You need to practice and there's no backup man for the actual matter, plus you also need practice swallowing. Now watch me."

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

My head stopped when my lips touched her bare pubis. Her eight in were deep into my pharynx. I showed Paula that I was breathing through my nose. I could keep this clitoris in my mouth indefinitely, but I moved off, sucking fiercely as I did. I pulled all the way off and licked around the headway respective sentence. Paula raised her coxa in an effort to force the button into my mouth. A slap to her balls stopped that ; she winced and whimpered in pain.

I decided to get to puzzle out. I fucked her clitoris with my mouth, imitating a fuddled snatch as I drove her to an orgasm. Suddenly she spurted, filling my oral cavity with her crafty white succus. Over and over she repeated until she was spent. I moved over her oral cavity. She knew what was coming so she opened up. I let her cum drip mould slowly from my rima oris."Stick your knife into my mouth…clean all the semen from my knife and gums."I leaned down for the osculation and opened my lip so Paula could clean it. Soon she would clean house another man's cum from my pussy.

By Friday Paula's education was well underway. She could walk easily in the 4-inch heels and she was becoming adjusted to the feminine clothing, although she had yet to feel comfy in her stays even though I planned to constrict her waist twice as often as I was doing so far. All the Saami, they gave her extremely attractive curves. On Wednesday she spent almost the total day applying makeup to her face. I had plucked her supercilium, shaping them in a feminine fashion. She was well on her way to becoming a lawful pansy hard worker. Her final exam predilection would total this weekend when I took her out to a bar where I'd encourage her to flirt shamelessly with anyone within reach.

Paula handled her oral exercises much better than I anticipated, but her anal still needed work. I would reenforce that during her nightly CD sessions. Thursday night her CD reinforced her before lessons and built on her intimate moral of the day :

My name is Paula. I am a pansy slave for my Mistress. I live to obey my Mistress. Every second of my day is spent bringing her joy. I love sex with men and women. I love to suck cock…the bigger the right. I enjoy being fucked in my pussy. It gives me so practically pleasure. I love the sexual climax being fucked gives me…."

On Wednesday I took some meter off to visit Paul's agency. I explained that he had turned the line of work 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 jobs at the same salary many of the staff relaxed and smiled. I wished them well and gave directions for Paul's personal dimension. I wasn't terribly worried ; I doubted that she would need any of it in the future.

On Friday I allowed Paula to select her own clothes. She selected crimson lingerie and stockings, a black pleated skirt and a flick ashen blouse. Her makeup was impeccable and with her wig I would take in guessed that even her closest friend wouldn't be able to identify her as my husband. We went out for a tardy lunch. The restaurant was almost empty when I told her to get under the mesa and lick my cunt. Her face went red and she was about to kick 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 punish you when we get home."Paula dropped her bag and went under the table to call up it. She attacked my kitty with tremendous vigor. It was all I could do to keep back myself from moaning. She brought me to a fantastic coming in less than five minutes. I kissed her passionately once she was back in her electric chair. Several patrons looked and expressed their disapproval, but I didn't tending in the least. We enjoyed our lunch and we went together to the ladies room once we had finished. I stood in the stall and had Paula clean my pussy, licking cum from deep within my cunt.

Paula and I met our attorney outside the Thorne enterprise room access. I introduced Paula as Paul's parallel sister. Gloria looked her over carefully,"You're much better looking than your brother. I guess that happens with fraternal twins."I explained that Paul was ill, but that Paula was a successful businesswoman from the middle west. I wanted her to review the declaration prior to signing. We walked together into Thorne's office where I introduced Paula to the big asshole behind the desk. We reviewed the written document, signed and waited while the telegram transfer 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 lesson

I had Paula practice all morning and most of the afternoon on sucking a large dildo—ten in long and almost two midst. She managed to get more than half of it into her throat, which I considered acceptable considering her set experience. However, a week from now my expectation would be somewhat higher.

I put her into bed around three for a brief nap, the now familiar earphones firmly in lieu. I laid out her apparel for the evening—sexy, but not quite slutty, but no bra. I'd use extra tape to firmly secure them in place. I tiptoed out of the room to shower and prepare a few to a greater extent CD's. I woke her at six, sending her into the shower bath. I helped dry her smoothen skin, hairless after in conclusion even's depilation. From what I had read another calendar month of coating would virtually get rid of any future hair from her body. She dressed and sat while I applied her makeup. I put it on a little expectant and sluttier than I had in the yesteryear. I wanted to draw attention.

After a leisurely dinner we went out to a bar on the early side of meat of town. I knew it would have a decorous crew, but it was not the kind of place we would ordinarily frequent so I doubted we'd run into any of our ally. We walked in, attracting the attention of various groups of men. I had removed my wedding and engagement rings since taking Paula as my slave. I had already explained to Paula that I no longer considered her to be my hubby and that she had none of my husband's right field. She had never uttered even a single complaint. We sat in a Booth and waited a while for the barkeeper to descend over and withdraw our order,"I'll have a Cosmo. My friend here will have a Sprite."He looked at us for a minute before his eyes latched onto Paula's braless mamilla. Her"nipples'pressed tightly against the tight material of her blouse. Her corset was pulled an inch tighter tonight, emphasizing the curved shape of her hips and ass. Her long slender peg were accented by her 4-inch heels.

We were there less than ten minute of arc 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 jeans."eventide, ladies, what brings you here tonight ?"

"Training,"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 sissy slave. I'm here to give her blowjob training."

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

"wellspring, to start with, two calendar week ago Paula was my husband Saul. He's had some really strong submissive inclinations and offered to be my slave. Turning him into a woman…a sissy…was my idea. Cute, isn't she ? I'll bet both of you could use a groovy cock sucking, couldn't you ?"

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

"Of form. Go ahead and feel her private parts. It's OK, isn't it, Paula dear ?"

"Yes, Mistress,"she replied, turning the most delightful shade of red. Gary, the guy on her position of the kiosk reached down and jumped back in shock,"What the fuck is that ?"

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

"wellspring, yeah…I surmisal,"said Aaron,"Can we hump her in the ass ?"

"Sorry, but she's not quite ready for that yet. You'll have to wee do with a cock sucking, although she'll be well-chosen to take a leak out with you, too."They looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, nodded and stood. I helped Paula from her seat, paid our broadsheet and we walked out together. On the way out I was asked if I'd join the fun."Not tonight, sorry, but maybe another metre once Paula is more fully trained—trained to scavenge your cock and suck the cum from my cunt…maybe another month, or so."We walked to their van I asked them to open the back doors—it was empty, sodding for what I had in brain. The spread out doors faced the position wall of a three narration position building that was closed and dark at this hour.

I snapped my digit to get Paula's tending,"climbing in. I want you on your human knee. open his belt and spend his pant. Pull out his cock and suck him off…now."Gary was the start to go into. He stood slightly bent at the shoulder while Paula removed his pants and pulled his long hard cock from his pugilist. She had the cock at her lips when she halted,"I can't, Mistress. I'm sorry…I just can't."

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

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

"Very well, Paula, you give me no choice."I reached in and pulled her out by the neck. I removed her gold chain of mountains and replaced it with the pink leather catch. She stood by crying while I spoke to the young men."Here's my lineup with my address and speech sound number. If you'd care to come by tomorrow even I assure you a different outcome. Just telephone around four to confirm. My excuse for this miserable jade's performance. semen along, Paula."I yanked the leash and pulled her behind me. I opened the passenger room access, 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 penalize or humiliate you unless you forced me. Well, you have embarrassed me and I promise you it will be the endure prison term. Since when does a slave decide what she will or will not do ? That's my job, remember ?"The rest of the ride was dumb other than an occasional sob or whine coming from Paula. I opened the door and pulled Paula in by her leash. I uncuffed her hands and told her to strip and get onto the bed. Once there I cuffed her hands to the headboard and her feet to the corners of the bed. I removed her cock cage and stroked her stopcock. It hardened immediately. I stroked it faster and faster ; just before she was set up to cum I removed my hand. Her cock/clit throbbed and pulsed madly. I allowed her fifteen minutes to calm down when I repeated, removing my hand just before she was ready to cum. She was crying uncontrollably by the prison term I'd done it four times. I stopped after the eighth, reminding her,"cipher likes a cock tease, Paula. Always commend that."

I rolled her over and pulled her onto her human knee. I left her for a minute and returned carrying something she would learn to dread. Pushing her header to the mattress, I pulled her scrotum back behind her peg. A minute later her balls were secure in a humbler."OK, up on your knees."She tried to follow, but fell forward in agony as her balls were almost ripped from her torso. She fell into a fetal stance on her side.
I left, returning seconds later with a syringe. Paula cowered in fear."Relax, Paula this is the same medication I've been giving you every evening, just a hard dose. After tonight's performance you need some potent support. Now hold your arm still. I wiped her arm with an inebriant swab and injected directly into her nervure. I covered the wound with a band-aid. I placed the earphone and got a new CD from the berth. The injectant would put her to sleep, but her convention motions during the Night would hurt the hell out of her balls. Psychotropic drugs affected the psyche in unlike ways. Some alleviated pain, others helped keep in line muscular tremors. This one was similar to a"the true serum."Truth serum didn't make the subject tell the truth. They reduced his or her impedance to the motion and suggestions of the inquisitor. That's what I had been doing all along with Paula—reducing her prohibition -- her resistance -- while building her up into the slave I wanted. It was almost exactly what I had done as a psychologist for the CIA. I was still under contract, but now my responsibilities were mostly as a consultant.

This dot was more than ten multiplication as potent as the lozenge. Add her subliminal substance and she should be putty in my paw tomorrow. All Nox and well into the morn she would get word :
"My name is Paula. I am a loose woman slave girl. I live to serve my kept woman. I need cock as a great deal as I need air or water. I need dick in my rima oris. I need cock in my ass. I am only complete when I have a cock. I love to lactate a severely shaft. I love to swallow seminal fluid. I love to kiss men. I want a hard turncock in my back talk. I need a hard cock in my ass. I want to suck a man's semen from his peter. I need to suck a man's seed from my fancy woman's cunt. I am a make out and summate trollop. There is cipher I won't do to get a cock into my mouth…."

CHAPTER 5 - second CHANCE

I woke early and looked in on Paula. Her globe were swollen and grim, but she was still asleep. I was tempted to absent the humbler, but decided not to. Paula needed a full lesson. Around ten I turned off the CD and removed the humbler. I uncuffed her wrist joint and shook her to ignite 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 cried 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 hump my ass. Would you delight yield me a bighearted butt cud ? I want to machinate myself for them. I can't wait until they come tonight. Could you, maybe…please…ask them to occur earlier ?"

"Remove your cud and pick it. When it is immaculate you may put it on the dresser."Paula pulled the fireplug from her ass and licked it plumb. 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 respective enemas of warm soapy water."Bend over. I'm going to give you respective enemas so you'll be clean inside as well as out. Then I'll give you the bombastic chaw. You will be ready when they come…if they come."

"Oh, Mistress, I hope they will. I want to justify for embarrassing you and I want to nurse their beautiful cocks."I lubed her arsehole and inserted the nozzle. The water ran into her rectum. I allowed her to empty when the bottle was vacuous. If I was cruel I could have insisted she hold it, but enough was enough. Her punishment had exceeded the grimness of the criminal offense. I repeated the enemas three more times until the water ran crystal clear.

I checked her balls while she sat on the stool. I rubbed an analgesic cream over them carefully although I could see her wince several times. Paula cleaned her derriere and positioned herself over the butt hoopla I had placed on the flooring. Her master nag was an column inch and a half in diameter at its across-the-board point and an in at the base. This one was three inches at the encompassing and one and a one-half at the home. She grimaced as she lowered herself, but smiled wonderfully once it was seated."Is this the biggest you have, Mistress ?"

"No, Paula, I still have one bigger, but you're not ready for that one yet. You'll be capable to adopt a cock after having this one in you all day. Now let's have some lunch and clean out your press for tonight."
Gary called just after four to see if it was on."Actually, Paula would like you to issue forth early so she can apologize properly. I have some Warren Burger and salads we could lay down 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 least see what you've got to offer."

"Like I said…we'll see. What do you take in to pop the question ?"

"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 bath to hit her plug. It was a battle but we did eventually get it out. I dressed Paula in a miserly black corset, reducing her waist from 34 in to 27 and pushing her knocker forms up and out. She wore no panties, leaving her stainless rooster cage gleam in the dim brightness. Her black garter belt held sheer black stocking with lacey tops at mid-thigh ; her feet were shod with 4-inch black stilettos. I combed her wig to paragon. Her war paint was really sluttish.

I planned to have her answer the room access on her knees. When the Alexander Graham Bell rang she did answer it, kissing the men's infantry as they entered. She rose and walked them into the living room when I sat patiently. I snapped my fingers and Paula ran to her blank space, but this sentence she faced the men hungrily."Well, Paula, who do you need first ?"

"Both of them, Mistress."I patted her shoulder and she scampered to their feet. She unbuckled their belts and removed their pants and boxer. Two sizable erections stared her in the face. She took Gary's into her hand and stroked it gently before sucking it deep into her sass. She stroked Aaron's cock and fondled his balls carefully. She withdrew almost, but not quite all the way, staring into Gary's awestruck face the entire meter. She licked around the oral sex several times before moving her attention to Aaron's big cock. Once again she licked before actually sucking, making the huge organ disappear into her back talk. Her mouth was like a vacuum, sucking bloodline into the organ while simultaneously urging his slick lily-white cum out. Aaron staggered under Paula's onslaught ; Gary's knee went a bit washy while she slowly, but firmly stroked his saliva-coated cock.

I giggled when Henry Louis Aaron fell to his human knee before sliding onto his back, his peg apart with high-priced angelic Paula between them. She cupped his orchis and slid a finger into his asshole. Aaron arched his cover and blew into Paula's utter five…no, six clip. She managed to swallow every bead before licking Aaron's cock immaculately uncontaminating. She kissed the tip then the surprised Aaron's mouth before turning back to Gary. He could barely stand as she stroked him. His egotistical purple header throbbed in Paula's script as she licked his pecker teasingly. Again Paula stared into Gary's eyes as she sucked his severely cock oceanic abyss into her throat. All nine inch of thick cock meat disappeared, with Paula's lips 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 feet into the air before coming to rest on his chest. Paula lovingly licked and sucked every drop before returning to pinch out the finale few drops and cleaning his cock.

When she looked at Aaron she could see a drop of semen hanging from the tip of his deflating putz. She rushed over to him and licked it onto her tongue. She kissed each man's animal foot, thanking them,"Thank you so a lot for allowing me to service you. I am so no-account for my actions shoemaker's last night, not only because I failed to serve you, but because I embarrassed my mistress. I hope you can forgive me."They looked at her for a second before falling again to the carpet, totally exhausted.

I called Paula to her place and opened my peg. Paula dove into my puss, licking my labia before pushing deeply into my core. Watching her service 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 trusted she'd have the orgasm of her life tonight. Paula shifted her lingua to my button and sucked it between her teeth. I shuddered and shook as came hard, collapsing onto my back as I recovered.

"Say, Liz, we're au naturel and Paula is almost there. How about we get a look at you ? You don't have to do anything you don't want to. We're not the kind to strength you, but we sure would like to see that capital dead body of yours."

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

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

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

"Yes, fancy woman, 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 finish night. I never want to see that kind of behavior from you again."Paula hung her read/write head until I pulled her chin up and kissed her, my tongue actively exploring her mouth.

Half an hour later I excused Paula to the kitchen. Hank Aaron moved up onto the couch ; Gary leaned against a 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 slavish feelings for a tenacious time. I believe he's much happier as my slave than he ever was as a business organization owner with 40 employees. Changing him into a sissy—a woman—was my idea, but she has never complained, not even once. If we continue this way I'll arrange for him to have surgery—fix his ecstasy's orchard apple tree, tighten his vocal music electric cord, and some real breasts among other 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 affair I do on my job. go on in mind that this was his estimate, 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 gear up. That was an authoritative portion of the process."

Paula poked her head in, informing us that the burger were quick. We went out to the table ; Paula sat at her shoes between my legs and I fed her as always from my finger. She cleaned up the kitchen as we retired to the living room. Once she was done we went into her room for act two.

I cuffed Paula's wrists to the headboard so she was lying on her backbone. I added leather articulatio talocruralis cuffs and pulled her ankles up over her mind so her ass was in the air and her private parts was almost in her aspect. I'd take advantage of that locating later when I masturbated her."OK, who's going first ? Why don't I have a fiddling drawing ? I took a small sheet of newspaper and wrote the issue one and two on it before tearing it into two objet d'art. I moved them behind my back and asked Aaron to opt. He got number two ; that meant he'd get the dummy prize."OK, Gary you get the first shot at Paula's virgin ass. Please use plenty of lube. I don't want her injury and I'm sure Hank Aaron will want a slam. Aaron, you get me. You two have made me plenty horny."I took Aaron by the hired hand and led him to my bed—it had been a long time since I had been penetrated. I realized now how much I missed it ; Aaron had a big adequate putz to help me forget in a real hurry.

I pulled Aaron into a cryptical kiss as we fell onto the bed. I enjoyed the sensation of his hairy consistency on my sensitive cutis. I enjoyed grabbing his operose thick putz even more. I pushed him onto his back and crept between his legs, stroking his grave balls as I licked up his cock and around the royal straits. Henry Louis Aaron gasped and groaned. He threw his head teacher back and writhed over the bed as I took him completely into my mouthpiece. I sucked him for about 20 moment, but if I continued I'd never get be intimate. I climbed up and straddled his pelvic girdle, leaning forward to afford the drawer of what used to be Alice Paul's night table. I removed a box of prophylactic, opened the foil wrapped and put it into my mouth. I moved back and lowered my oral fissure over his turncock, applying the rubber tightly to his Hammond organ until it was completely covered.

I moved back over his dick and lowered myself, savoring the feeling of stretching my kitty-cat muscles for the first sentence in month. I pulled back up until the head was just visible before sinking down to fill my tunnel with his compact hard hammer meat. I leaned forward, giving him access code to my large firm breasts. His mouthpiece immediately found my nipple ; he suckled energetically as I began to rock on his erection. I spread my legs further, exposing my hot hard clit even more as I drove it into his abdomen. Faster and profligate I rocked, building hotness in my twat 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 originally I thought he would induce cum in less than a minute—I'm really good at fucking…sucking, too !

We rocked together as we heard Paula and Gary groaning from the former room. Apparently, he had managed to get his pecker into her formerly virgin ass. Once I finished with Aaron we'd join them and watch out 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 knife thrust pushed me over the border. I came, shaking like a tree in a tornado. It went on for several seconds before we collapsed into each former. I lay there for a few instant before rolling off. I collected the condom, took his manus, and led him back to Paula's room.

Gary was kneeling on the bed, his big stopcock deep in Paula's ass. He was humping and Paula, despite her bondage was moving back as well she could. I walked to her side of meat and caressed her look."I have a present for you—open your mouth."I reversed the rubber, placing it on her natural language."Suck it clean, swirl it in your mouth and swallow. I'll retrieve the safety in a few minutes."Paula nodded just as Gary wailed in raptus, spraying Paula's rectum with his cream. When he pulled out I took the condom from Paula and told her to clean his cock. She turned her head to the side and immerse his putz. After the four clyster it was almost clean, but Paula had tasted her own son of a bitch for More than a week, cleaning her coffin nail plug at least once day-after-day. She kissed the tip of his turncock and thanked him sincerely and profusely once she was done.

I asked Hank Aaron if he wanted a turn, but he said he was really pound after the fucking I'd given him. I turned my attention to Paula. I unlocked her cock batting cage and began to stroke her. Her button was hard in seconds."Here's the deal, Paula. I'm going to stroke your clit and when you cum I'm going to aim it at your sassing. Let's see how a good deal you can live with. You should be Nice and horny after all the action today."Paula nodded eagerly and opened her oral cavity. The tip of her clit was only inches from her backtalk. I stroked harder and squeezed her testicle. She squirted forcefully eight multiplication ; I aimed true up squarely into her mouth. She licked her lips clean once she was done. I squeezed the last few drops from her clit and she licked my fingers clean. I released her and helped her stand. Aaron and Gary helped by massaging her sinew. They dressed and left as I once again lock up Paula into chastity.

CHAPTER 6 - CRAIG'S list

I continued my training of Paula, intent on turning her into my sissyish slattern. I had her plunk up men in bars every weekend. She would either feed them cock sucking or her ass—her missy pussy. I continued with her medicinal drug and her endocrine. The dosage I was giving her was more suitable for a cow than a human being, but it was doing admiration for her. Her skin became suave and feminine. I hadn't used the depilatory for several weeks and her body pilus had not grown back. Her skin was much cushy and smoother ; her rosehip had begun to flare and her tooshie was libertine and Fuller. Most obtrusive were the budding titties on her chest. I augmented this growing by using a vacuum pump on her nipples several meter a day. Her nipple were now more than five times their original size of it. I was thinking of having them pierced.

I had phoned my hairstylist Cheryl to piss an engagement for her. I asked Cheryl for a peculiar appointee, explaining the situation to her. She giggled at foremost, but when I promised her a $ 500 tip she shut her mouth in a hurry. I brought Paula to the beauty shop at six when it was officially closed. I introduced Paula to Cheryl and made her raise her skirt, showing Cheryl her cock cage. Cheryl grabbed it and gave it a shake, but kissed her on the buttock as she led her to the chair. She leaned Paula back and washed her hair's-breadth, blew it dry and cut it shoulder duration, adding blond highlights throughout her hair. She gave Paula bangs that fell to the middle of her brow. Once she was done I had Cheryl pluckiness and shape her eyebrows—I knew she would do a much better job than I ever could. Paula was amazed when she saw herself in the mirror. She was becoming the perfect little sissy.

She was in the kitchen working when I called her to me. She almost ran to her place between my legs."I've taken an ad on Craig's List. I want to learn it to you : ‘ WANTED—well endowed man, drug and disease free for D/s couple. SHE is dominant, 32, 5 feet 9 column inch, and 123 pounds—34D, 24, 34 with long slender legs. He is a submissive feminized sissy, 34, 5 feet 10 inches, 140 pound, in celibacy. ( S ) he will attend to us drinks and collation, grovel at our foot and look on us during our fun to live up to her submissive chagrin fantasy. She will gladly clean both of us after. You may use her little girl's pussy if you wish.'What do you think ? Did I leave anything out ?"

"No, Mistress. I think it is extremely authorise. Have you had any reply ?"

"I know you can't wait so I'm pleased to tell you I'm encounter a man for lunch. If it works out OK I'll bring him back with me. I want you to lavish and put on the clothes I've left on your bed. Then I'll cuff your radiocarpal joint and put on your phone. Get moving now ; I'm giving you fifteen minutes."

Paula was left on her bed, wearing her crimson panties, garter whang, stockings, and bra filled now with expectant D-cup breast forms. With her growing hip and ass she looked really hot. I placed her headphones and CD on to reinforce her training.

I met John Herschel Glenn Jr. in front man of Olive Garden ; he was dressed in a grey tweed sport coating and wild blue yonder oxford shirt with brightness tan quag and Robert Brown Loafer. He was freshly showered and shaved ; I was impressed. We introduced ourselves and were shown to a kiosk. He sat opposite me so I got up and joined him on his side of the table. We flirted shamelessly and kissed like fan, even though we were almost amount stranger. I rubbed his leg, smiling when I felt the great bump in his knickers."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 niggling nervous, especially about your husband."

I laughed."Glenn, you have to consider me…Paula will not be a trouble. She will wait on us script and foot. When she's not otherwise occupied she will be sitting between my legs. That's her blank space, you see. After we fuck I'll call her and she'll clean your dick until it's spotless. I'll also have her neat my pussy and suckle all your delicious cum out of me. You can get it on her ass if you want…she'll jazz it and she'll clean your peter again. I've had her nibble up men in a bar over the past few workweek. They all had a corking time with her. If she's really just I'll dork her off and you can watch if you like."

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

"It's a bit hard to explain, but basically she has a need to serve, especially a hard fair sex like me. I don't want to go into the details, but she needs this as a lot as she needs air or water supply. Shall we go ?"I led him out by the handwriting. He followed me to our business firm where I explained that Paula was cuffed in her room. I showed him to her door ; Paula was on her bed, eyes closed listening to the tape. I stopped it and uncuffed her. She saw we had company so she jumped up and fell to her human knee. She kissed my feet then slid to Glenn and kissed his brake shoe. I led both of them to the living elbow room ; Paula served us deglutition while we moved together, kissing and touching each other—preparing each former for the shag to make out."Paula, come over here and help get Glenn prepare. You can use your mouth."

"Yes, Mistress,"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 chairperson. She removed his pugilist and folded them neatly on the chairperson before returning to caress and rub his growing hammer. She began by licking around the brain and rubbing her spit around his urethra. His cock throbbed when she ran her natural language 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 bridge player to John Herschel Glenn Jr.."Do you need to find out, Paula ? semen along if you do, however I will look you to be soundless until we are done."Paula followed us and kneeled at the face of the bed while I undressed and pulled the now defenseless Glenn onto the bed with me. We rolled around for almost fifteen proceedings while we kissed and rubbed each other. Eventually, Glenn found himself between my legs."Condom ?"he asked.

"I think not, John Glenn. I want Paula to have sucking cum from my pussy. I hope you're going to founder me a really just encumbrance. Now be a good boy and squeeze it in me."He did and he was. Glenn had a big cock—bigger than my former husband—and he really knew how to use it. He gave me a drive I'll never forget and he was able-bodied to hold his coming until I reached mine. I was panting wildly when he came in me. I felt filled with his juice. He rested on my torso for perhaps ten minutes before stirring. I snapped my finger's breadth for Paula—she moved to the bedside, kneeling and rima oris appropriately opened wide.

Glenn swung his legs over onto the level 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 back talk. She used her natural language to cleanse my thigh before licking the inside of my cunt. I dropped a Brobdingnagian pick pie into her mouth. She gobbled it down eagerly. Unfortunately, Glenn was spent and turned down the prospect to do it her ass. We chatted for a patch until he decided to dress and go away. The experience was fun, but it left me somewhat disappointed and disillusioned. I missed my husband ; I needed to speak with Paula.

CHAPTER 7—DECISION clock time

I waited a few days, needing the prison term to plan my access. On Friday morning I called Paula to me. She sat, as usual, between my legs."No, Paula…I want you on the couch with me. We need to talk."I waited until she sat next to me. I could see she was unquiet."What is your name ?"I asked.

"Paula, Mistress…you know that."

"What was your public figure before it was Paula ?"She looked disjointed and concerned."grasp out your arm. I need to leave you an shot. I've been giving you medication to help you adjust to your new life history, but now I need for you to think back your old life."She held out her arm and I injected the antidote directly into her vein. I waited half an hour and asked again."What was your epithet before it was Paula ?"

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

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

"Your married man, Mistress ?"

"Yes, that's very good. Now I have to talk to you about your future. We have gone just about as far as we can with you as you are. We are at a hamlet and I can only see three options as we move forward. The first 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 leg, instantly in tears."Oh, please, Mistress…don't cut me loose. I love serving you. I loved you before but I wasn't felicitous. That's why I buried myself my work. You never met my parents. If you did you would understand. My mother was inviolable and beautiful. She made me serve up her ; I was taught to serve a strong woman. I'd be lost without that. I…I…"

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

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

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

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

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

"Mistress, why did you exact so long to wee-wee me submit ?"

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

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

"That still leaves us with two alternatives. first-class honours degree, you should know that almost everything I did with you can be reversed. If I stop the hormone your natural testosterone will reverse the variety to your dead body so in a few months you could completely be a man again. You'd still be my slave because that's what we both want, but you would be a man. I tell you that because if you decide to continue as a adult female I would require you to make various surgical operation. I've already discussed this with a charge plate surgeon—your nose, made thinner and straighter, your mentum made more graceful. I'd give you breasts—real 1, no to a greater extent breast forms and some touches to your lips and hips and butt to wee-wee you even sexy than you are now. You'd be a substantial beauty by the time you were done.

"Now, I want you to have sex that whatever you decide—male or female—you are getting your matrimonial right wing back. I will still hold on you in chastity, but I will allow for and even encourage you to fuck me so that should not be a circumstance. I don't want your solution now. I want you to recollect about it and do what will name you happy. I will be happy 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 glorious erotic love and lust. I pushed Paula back onto the floor and straddled her pegleg as I removed the wrench and opened her cock cage. I moved forward and lowered myself onto her rock-and-roll hard tool. I didn't expect her to last long—this was the first off time she had fucked in almost six months. She'd number hard in my kitty-cat and then I'd make her eat it. Paula would lie with the full experience.

We began to strike together and as I expected she came almost immediately. eight-spot fourth dimension she shot her consignment deep into my pussy before she settled down, almost unconscious from the focus of cumming so hard. I rolled over and moved my cum-filled twat over her rima oris. I didn't have to say a word. She began to lick and blow almost immediately. I could feel big lump of semen dripping into her mouth. Paula's only reaction was to lick and smile.

I allowed Paula to lap herself and interchange her John Milton Cage Jr.. She handed me the wrench and it went back around my cervix. I left Paula alone for the rest of the day. That Night she slept in the Lapplander bed with me, something she had not done since her firstly day as a striver. The watch over morning she gave me her decisiveness. I kissed her and told her I approved.

CHAPTER 8 - COMING OUT political party

I told Paula that I would gladly move to an area where we were completely unnamed to save her from being embarrassed. Her response was that she was proud of our kinship and saw no reason to obscure it. I scheduled a coming out company for her.

All our guests were gathered in our living room ; I had served the first round of drinks and snacks. Several of our closest friends inquired about Saul."This party is for Apostle Paul,"I told them."I know you haven't seen much of him for the past nine months and after tonight you'll know why. There has been a big alteration 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 domination menage. Paul's mother was an extremely strong and dominant woman. Her husband was a slave to her. He was naked all the time he was home. Paul's mother beat him regularly if he didn't measure up, and from what I understand that was often. His father worked forty hours a week and did everything at home plate, too while his female parent devised new torture for him. I mention all this because she treated Paul exactly the same way—naked and whipping. Saint Paul was conditioned from the age of four to adore and serve a woman. Worse than all this—Paul's female parent also used him sexually from age five until she died on 9/11.

"About nine calendar month ago Paul indicated that he wanted to take to me…submit to my authority and control. I remember asking him if he voluntarily gave himself to me…to serve me and obey…to be my attribute. He agreed eagerly. Later I took control of his assets giving him another chance to back up out. This was not only what he wanted. It was what he needed. However, when I took control I told Paul that what I wanted was a Sister or a lady friend. I have turned him into a woman…Paula.

"I've told you all this so you will understand when Paula joins us. Everything about her is a female person except for her sexual organs. I control them as often as I control her, but I do take into account her to have regular orgasms and recently I have re-established normal sexual relations between us. Other than that she is a downright slut—exactly what I made her. Because this is her coming out party she will perform whatever sexual acts you wish. So gals, if you've wanted your husband to eat you out and he's refused this is your opportunity. guy wire, if you've wanted a blowjob or anal retentive, once again this is your chance. She'll also be pleased to do couples simultaneously. Oh and, madam, I understand now why men love to play with our bosom -- it 's so much fun !"

Everyone looked stunned as I walked to the hallway. I opened the door to my federal agency and Paula stepped out. There were gasp of amazement. Roger probably summed up everyone's feelings when he exclaimed"Holy son of a bitch !"Paula wore a uncomplicated skin-tight grim garb that hugged her curves and showed off her DD breasts with a snatch in front all the way down to her navel. She wore five-inch hound and her hem came just below her sculpted ass showing off her farsighted slender legs. She sashayed to the meat of the room, turning around to give everyone a closer tone. I was thrilled that nobody expressed any anger, disgust or negative feelings.

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

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

"Then I think you should disrobe. I don't want you ruining your dress."Paula did a slow and carnal striptease, laying her clothes over the back of a chair. The men couldn't take their optic off of her breasts—they were beautiful, the work of one of the nation's finest credit card sawbones. They were modeled after Kate Upton's. When she shed her panties everyone could see her rooster cage."Can I touch it ?"It was MJ, Robin's wife. She touched the cage and felt Paula's balls. Once the ice was broken almost all the fair sex examined or handled it.

"OK, who's first ? recollect that this is only sex. It doesn't mean value that Paula is sexually or romantically occupy in your spouse."I saw Roger parent his hired man,"I've always wanted a blowjob, but Katy doesn't want any semen in her mouth so…."Paula crawled over to him and dropped his pants, pulling his erect tool from his briefs. She attacked it with the same zeal she had used on Gary and Aaron so many month ago. Once Roger was done, MJ was the next to offer. Paula laid her on the carpet and climbed between her branch. She attacked her pussy just as she had attacked mine so many time recently. Later Robin wanted to try anal and was amazed when Paula cleaned his dirty cock in her oral fissure. Over the future two hours every node had sampled Paula's product. Paula was covered in cum and snatch succus."Paula, I think you should take a quick shower. Then wearing apparel again in the clothes on your dresser."

"Yes, Mistress…thank you, Mistress for allowing me to answer you."I kissed her face and sent her on her way. There was a fleeting lull before Erithacus rubecola spoke up,"darn, I couldn't beat him from the men's tees. I guess now she'll hit from the women's. That just isn't fair."

"Yeah, but look at it this way—you'll get to count at those mamilla for four and a half minute and again in the restaurant later."

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

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

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

"That's nice of you to say, but it would be secure if you told her. She's still a bit insecure, although this company and all of you will go a farseeing way to correcting that."The company broke into groups as every party does, but the conversation still centered on Paula and her spiritual rebirth. When she reappeared after her shower she was dressed all in pink—bra, scanty, garter bang, and stockings with shiny calamitous five-inch heels that screamed,"screw me !"She moved through the room totally at ease and even more authoritative, so was everyone else. Paula had been accepted.

It was almost a month later that we were invited to another company. MJ and Beth told us they were having a ceremony and wanted to observe it with us and our circle of friends. Paula and I were confused, but I told her to telephone and accept. On Saturday night we arrived at MJ's house just after eight."You're just in metre,"MJ exclaimed,"C'mon in and love the spectacle."Paula and I walked in. I had her by her leash attached to her garden pink leather leash. Standing in the animation room, hands cuffed behind them around columns at the entry to the dining room were MJ's and Beth's husbands, both of them totally naked.

MJ acted as emcee,"Beth and I have to give thanks Liz and, of course you, Paula for showing us the way—the way to controlling our husbands who have required a lot of solitaire for their bad behavior and crappy performance in bed. We gave them a alternative -- 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 sword shaft cages, affixed the ring to their genitals and slid their soft cocks into the tubes. They locked the pipe in place and kissed their hubby. They released them, but kept their radiocarpal joint cuffed behind their cover and their bodies naked. Periodically through the party they required their husbands to eat their kitty and lend them to orgasm."That's the number 1 orgasm he's given me in more than than a year. I have a opinion 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 sec she was into my pussycat and I was squirming in delight. Every cleaning woman should have a slave .