CHAPTER 1 - DESIRES EXPOSED

We were driving place from another stupid client entertainment dinner. I was getting fed up with being eye confect on my husband's arm. After all, I was a Phi Beta Kappa in psychology at commonwealth before being wooed and wedded by ad guru Apostle Paul James. Paul was a lord at selling. I swear—Paul could deal shit to hog farmers who usually had more motherfucker than they could ever possibly use.

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

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

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

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

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

"NO !"

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

"What ? That would intend 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 king over your climax. OH ! I see what you mean…submissive."

"Right, and what about when we're fucking ? Don't I like to overstretch out and have you terminate me with your hand ?"

"Yeah, but I always thought you just wanted to cum all over me. I guess that could be submissive, 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 fuck my ass while I jerk off. I don't think there's anything more submissive than that."

"Hmmm, I guess you're right. You could be submissive, but that's only sex. Being slavish means a lot more than that. As a psych John R. Major I've never believed that the Christian Bible ‘ slavish'is a noun ; it's an adjective. Anyone in that variety of family relationship is more a striver than anything else."

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

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

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

"Big deal…I'm 32…the rest of them must have been in their fifty or sixties. I do admit I have nice breast, though."

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

"If you're going to be submissive you're going to do a lot more than that. I need to cum pretty badly after all that pawing. warm up that talented tongue and then we'll talk about your needs."Paul pulled the car into the garage and we hurried in, both of us wanting our hunger addressed. I led Paul to the bedroom where I turned and folded myself into his arms. We kissed deeply, our tongues eagerly exploring each early's mouthpiece. I moved my hand to his belt, opened it and let his knickers descend to the base. I took his heavy cock into my hand. I could see how Apostle Paul might be submissive. As I thought back I realized that I usually led the way when we had sex. Could I…would I be bequeath to rule him ? I wasn't sure, but that was a topic for another time.

I stepped away and removed my wearing apparel. This was an expensive dress. I had no desire to see it on the floor. I removed my bra—34D—and my step-in. I began to slide my stockings down my legs, but stopped. I sat in the president and called Paul to me."kneeling down and aid me get hold of these off, will you, Paul ?"Surprisingly, he did. He pulled each stocking gingerly down my foresighted placid legs, taking precaution not to cause a run. I piled them on the 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. Paul the Apostle had eaten my kitty 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 good job of it. Paul was doubtful at initiatory, licking my labia. In only minutes they were red and inflamed in their need. I spread my legs further, inviting him to my sex. I grabbed Paul's nous and pulled him into my privates. He attacked my cunt with his lingua and fingers. He rammed two fingerbreadth into me, spreading my tight pussy as he searched and found my G-spot. Damn, that felt so well ! He rubbed that tender sensitive spot repeatedly as he shifted his attending to my clit. Paul was always good with my clit and tonight was no exception. He licked all around it, teasing me and holding me just below the edge—just short of my much-needed orgasm. When he nibbled my hard button and pulled it between his teeth I exploded. My back arched severely and I jumped from the chair, rising more than a base before falling down exhausted.

Paul relaxed, his headway resting on the inside of my smooth easygoing thigh while I recovered from my sweet ordeal. In time I stood and pulled him onto the bed to lie next to me. I ran my nails around his nipples, down his abdomen and around his phallus. It throbbed in his excitement. The arteries pulsed, difficult and empurple along his shaft. The head was swollen, a sure sign of his arousal. It came to me, not for the first time, that I could easily see Paul by controlling his penis. Now there was intellectual nourishment for persuasion !

I leaned over Paul, encouraging him to touch on and fondle my breasts. I moved one nipple over his rima oris ; he reached up immediately to suckle. I wrapped my hired man around his dig and began to stroke slowly and gently. Yes, I had him entirely in my restraint, but if I took tote up ascendance what would I do with it ? Continuing down our present path seemed pointless. Some kind of change would be called for, but what ? How ?

I dribbled some infant lotion over his rooster and increased my footstep. Paul closed his eyes and his ventilation became shoal and erratic. I sat up, pulling my mammilla from his mouth so I could use two work force. I rotated my hands as I stroked faster and faster. Suddenly, Paul tensed and, driving his coxa up, shooting rope after rope of hot slippery cum over his abdomen and breast. He sagged exhausted. I looked at my semen-covered workforce, scooped up whatever seed I could from his deflating penis and moved them to his mouth."Open up,"I told him,"You made this mess ; you can clean it up."Reluctantly—slowly -- his mouthpiece opened and I wiped my digit with his tongue."Keep it open, you're not done yet,"I told him as I scraped as lots as I could from his dead body, even going so far as to squeeze the last few fall from his wilting penis. This time he was more willing. He opened his mouth, extended his natural language and licked my digit clean. I shifted us around, pulled the mantle 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 subservient conduct lastly dark. My studies had shown that many very driven and successful men had a strong submissive side. I'd check out the internet this dawning once I was for sure Apostle of the Gentiles had left for body of work. I drifted back to sleep, my plans beginning to bring shape.

It's amazing what you can find on the internet. I read a lot of stories about femdom and thraldom, but well-nigh of them were absurd. Stories about men blackmailed into thrall for the silliest reason were absurd. How anyone could even trust that crap was amazing. More believable were the blog about domination and submission, dealing with a submissive partner, and the role of the dominant. More important were the ideas I was able to get about what to do with my married man if I decided to go forward. The last fourth dimension 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 shit out of the submissive. I'd be responsible for everything—all the decisions, fiscal and otherwise ; Paul's health and well-being, his wearing apparel, his chores, like I said—everything. I wasn't all that sure I wanted to do it. Then I figured out what I would do with him. I laughed—it was fishy, but it was also extremely doable.

supremacy was all about control—mind dominance. Control was zip more than a state of mind—psychological restraint. I was a psychology John Roy Major with an M.S. and PhD. It seemed like a perfect fit for me.

CHAPTER 2 –SUBMISSION

It was almost three month after that memorable evening that I decided to act. I sat in a prosperous professorship in our living room early on a Th eve. I was wearing a short circuit bootleg annulus and no underwear. I had a brown paper dismission from the market place at my feet. I was ready."Apostle of the Gentiles,"I called,"would you come up in here for a minute ?"

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

"Do you call in the conversation we had a few month ago about ‘ The Fifty refinement of Gray ?"

"Uh, yeah…sure. Why ?"

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

"Uh…yeah, why ?"

"You don't auditory sensation so certainly ... not as sure as you seemed to be that night."

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

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

"Do you voluntarily apply yourself to me ? To serve me ? To obey without enquiry ? To be my belongings ?"

"Yes…Ma'am."

"I think you should call off me Miss Liz. Now there's something I need to do. Then we'll public lecture about some dominion for you to follow. It will be much easier for me to check you here."I reached up and touched his forehead,"when I control you here."I touched his prick. It was growing with his obvious excitement. I reached into my bag and removed the custom-made stainless steel stopcock cage. I placed the ring over his ball and pulled his punishing penis into the ring, I went back to the bag for an ice pack, having anticipated his foreplay. I laid it on his cock and it shrunk almost immediately. I slid it easily into the tube and locked it securely with the special screws that came with it. I watched St. Paul's verbalism as I placed the wrench onto a silver mountain chain and dropped it over my head. The wrench disappeared between my breasts.

"Very good, dear. Now go to the coating single-foot by the movement doorway. You'll see two item there. Don't worry, you'll know which ones to bring back to me. When you come back you can resume your position between my legs."Apostle of the Gentiles turned, still in a daze, and walked to the door. We have an antique pelage wrack there for cap and hat. Today there were two additional items on one of the hooks. He returned and sat between my legs. He handled the items to me."You are to wear this collar whenever you are at home. I bought it for you at Petco. See what the epithet plate says ?

He took the pink rhinestoned neckband from me and scan the pocket-sized metal memorial tablet."Paula ?"

‘ Yes, that's who you'll be when you're here with me."I took the leather collar and fastened it around his neck."You know that I have no siblings…no family at all. I always wanted to have a sis or, at least, a girlfriend to talk with and go shopping with. That's going to be your character. Don't concern, I'm not going to embarrass you or humiliate you. cipher will know except you and me. In time we'll go out together, but I guarantee that cypher will spot you. When you go to wreak you'll remove the pink pinch and substitute it with this gold chain of mountains. You have a sixteen and a half inch neck ; this chain is seventeen inches. It's heavy so you'll know it's there and, of grade, you'll have your cage as a constant reminder of your submission to me. Any questions so far ?"

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

"No, but I will decide what you will fag. Since you'll be Paula it will be women's clothes. I'll still let you play golf and, of trend, I'll still go to your boring client dinners. Outwardly, we'll be the same loving brace. In realness we'll still be loving, but I'll pull all the chain. If you are going to be submissive to me I will make the decisiveness and you will obey. If you want to punt out now would be a good meter to verbalise up."Paul was silent.

"As I told you, ‘ submissive'is not a noun, it's an adjective—a word that describes your state of mind. I also told you that you would be my slave, but I'm not going to torture you or mortify you unless you force me to. There are more effective ways to control you. Do as you are told and we will give no problems. Right now I'm feeling a lot of stress so I need to cum. That's your job. Get in there and lick me good. Then we'll go to ill-use two in your transformation."

Paul leaned forward and licked my labia. They were red and inflamed with desire in seconds. He attacked my burrow, forcing his solid lingua deep into my inner core. I swear I had never run so much kitty juice in my life—that's how frantic I was from the day's developments. I pushed my pelvis out, encouraging him to lick even harder. He sucked my total slit into his mouth causing blood to flow into my sex. Every part of my cunt was pulsing in delight. He moved to my clit ; it was intemperate and hot. I could see it was bright red from engorgement with blood. It was, after all, the distaff eq of a phallus. Somehow he managed to suck it between his dentition and when he did I couldn't hold back. I wrapped my stage around his pass and squeezed for all I was deserving. It was an orgasm to end all orgasms. I thought this might work out pretty well after all.

Once I had recovered I told Saul of Tarsus to conduct next week off from work,"You just closed that big Cartwright batch. You can use the clock time off and there are a lot of things I want to do with you…preparing you for your new life. On Sat we'll go on a slight trip-up. We'll go shopping for some feminine attire for you ; that's why we're going away. If we're fifty stat mi from here it's not belike that we'll run into anyone who knows you. Now I want to take you into the shower."I attached a pink trine to his dog collar and led him away.

Paula noticed for the first time a chain hanging from the exhibitor ceiling."I'm going to manacle you, Paula because I don't want you moving around when I do this. I'm going to try really tough not to offend you, but I will need your cooperation. I cuffed his carpus and fastened them to the chain with a padlock. He had to stretch to impact the floor."Good young lady, Paula—now I want to put this bathing cap over your hair and a blindfold over your eyes. I'm going to use a depilatory on your skin to remove your body pilus. I don't want it on top of your fountainhead and I definitely don't want it in your eyes. Just hold still for a few minutes."I used peachy attention in placing the cap over her head tucking her long whisker under the protective synthetic rubber. Then I added the blindfold. I kissed her cheek and told her I was very delight with her cooperation. I removed my clothes, added a pair of vinyl gloves and pulled the two quart feeding bottle of depilatory from under the sink. I carefully rubbed it into her dresser and back, under her arms. In ten minutes I had covered her integral eubstance. Then I addressed her face. I was extremely careful around her mouth, reminding her several times to rest still. Finally, I removed the cock coop and eliminated her pubic hair. I let her fend there for almost ten minutes until I turned on the cascade allowing her peel to rinse.

I dried her in the shower, keeping her hands cuffed until I was able to yield her stopcock coop to her physical structure. A moisturizing lotion soothed and softened her skin."You'll notice I kept you handcuffed until your cock cage was back in place. You will never concern your phallus again. It belongs to me so I'll be the one to tint 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 next orgasm.

"Now you're dry and I want to get you make for bed."I went to my closet and removed a curtly white nightie. I slipped it over her head ; it came to her indulgent upper second joint. I sat her on the bed and persist in my explanation,"Tomorrow when you come home I will have a notary here. I have some papers for you to sign up. As my hard worker you can't require to own anything. After all, you are just my property. You will sign over all your asset and your company to me. Don't worry, I'm not going to jockey you. I'm going to charter the very best care of you. However, as my slave you will forfeit all of your human being and hubby's rights. A striver does not have sex with her mistress. I have some estimation in that gaze, but we'll get to them down the route a bit. I don't want to overload you with too much too soon.

"On Sat break of day we'll get up early so we can get to the workshop before they become too crowded. We'll go to high-end shops where we'll get personal avail. I will not allow the salesgirl to earn fun of you. You'll need dress, lingerie, skid, stockings, and so onward. I've already bought you foam white meat configuration. When we add a wig you'll look very womanly. We'll practice all week walking and doing makeup, how to set, how to use the bathroom…everything an attractive woman needs to know. What, pricey Paula ?"

"Am I going to use the lady'way ? I don't want to get arrested."

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

"So far as sex is concerned, you will break me oral orgasms daily. When you are released you will be cuffed either to the bed or behind your back so you don't touch your penis. I will twitch you off when you are really serious. At other prison term I might simply milk you by massaging your prostate to get rid of your built-up semen. Either way I will look 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 oeuvre. Now go to sleep."I tucked Paula into bed and kissed her good-night. Turning off the light I left and went to the computer.

CHAPTER 3—FIRST DAY OF slavery

The following morning Paula returned to Apostle Paul, changed his collar for his chain and went to work. I drove to the lawyer and reviewed all the theme I would demand. She assured me that she would be at our plate by five so she could notarize Paul's touch. My next stop was at the part of a gynecologist who was a well-known feminist—more than a women's rightist, she was a strong truster in female supremacy. We had spoken on the phone many times over the past three months. She strongly supported my efforts to subdue and feminize my husband. I left her authority with two prescription, one for heavy-duty hormones—estrogen—the other for a mesmerizing, a drug to make Paula more receptive to my leadership.

All this might look cruel, even unneeded, but it was for Paula's good. In a typical workweek Paul might exploit seventy or LXXX hours. He was driving himself to an early grave ; his doctor had told him respective clock time to adopt it easier. We were already multimillionaires with Sir Thomas More than ten million in investments. I knew he had been offered twenty million for his authority and had rejected it out of hand. I figured I could get XXX, and if I could, I'd sell the goddamn thing in a second. I valued her liveliness Thomas More than all the money in the world.

Paul returned base at 5:15, changed his string for the leash and became Paula again. I introduced him to the lawyer. Once more I gave him an out,"If you plan to back out ducky now would be a good time."

"No, fille Liz, it's what I want. I trust you so let's just sign."Gloria showed her all the forms and where to sign them. ( S ) he signed where seize as did I. In ten minutes 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 apparel. I bought you a few affair today, but they can expect until we come home base from dinner party. We're going out first to have our nails done and then to dinner. I have a surprise for you when we get home."I drove us to the nail parlor where we each had a pedicure and manicure in that ordination. We sat together in the spinal column of the sitting room 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 semblance I told him we would both have Covergirl Ever Reddy. He looked at me and then at Paula but remained silent—OK, he didn't say anything in English, but I had no idea what he said in Annamite. Paula put her socks and brake shoe on and we went for our manicures. I allowed her clear varnish while I had the Lapp Ever Reddy applied to my nails. We left there around seven for dinner.

When we got home I took Paula's chain off and replaced it with her collar. I used the ternion to lead her to the bedchamber. Once there she removed her clothes on my statement and I cuffed her custody to the headboard, her stage to the box 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 honor you. That's why your hands are cuffed."I removed the wrench and opened her cock cage. I barely had it off when it hardened and grew."Just you relax Paula…I'll carry care of everything."I leaned down for a foresightful late kiss. Paula did not put her tongue into my mouth—it would have been inappropriate for a slave to take such impropriety. My tongue explored her mouth eagerly. My digit tickled her mammilla. They were midget, but I had a plan for them, too. I ran my fingers up and down her shaft, giggling as I saw her stopcock start and shake."My goodness, Paula, your clit sure is ready. From now on you will mention to this as your clit. Do you realise, Paula ?"

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

"Good girl, Paula, now let's see if we can get you off. I don't think it will ask too much. I wrapped my fingers around the putz and gripped lightly. The heat it gave off was amazing. I thought it was the hardest I had ever experienced. Just hold until I had denied her for a week or more. I gripped her globe, enjoying the sensation of the baby smooth skin in my hand. Paula obviously enjoyed it, too. She groaned with delight. Ever so slowly I began to stroke, tightening my grip and increasing my gait as I went. In only two minutes Paula was straining against her adhesion, not to escape ; it was an face of her desire—her reaction to being masturbated.

My pace increased again and I could see Paula tense her muscles. Her interjection was accompanied by a loud and farsighted grunt. seminal fluid rained over her chest, dropping in globs here and there until, at end, she sagged exhausted."Remember what I told you, Paula ? Where is all this toothsome seed going ?"

"In my oral fissure, young lady Liz. I'll take it all. May I clean your finger's breadth ?"Paula opened her mouth and licked my fingers clean. I used my fingertips to best 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 washcloth. I washed Paula's clit from top to bottom and replace the shaft batting cage, securing it in shoes with the wrench. I released Paula from her thraldom and pulled her from the bed."You are my slave, Paula, not my husband. You will sleep in the guest room. seminal fluid 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 room. We'd rarely used it in the past, but I had redecorated. The paint was pink, the curtains lacey. I had purchased a new bedroom set, White enamel -- perfect for a Young girl.

"I'm going to limit you while you sleep, Paula. I will place these phone 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 nightie. I fastened her radiocarpal joint and ankles to the bed. The bindings were a piddling at large so she could be comfortable, but not so loose that she could remove the earphone which I fastened to her top dog with a leather strap. I raised the cover over her, tucked her in, gave her the spellbinding medication, and kissed her goodnight."Sleep well, Paula, we have a big day tomorrow."I started the CD musician and left the room. All dark long Paula would hear my message,"Your name is Paula. You are a slave girl. You live to dish out your kept woman. You love your mistress more than anything. Her felicity is all you live for…."

I had told Paula to call me"Miss Liz."The CD substance referred to me as"Mistress."I hoped that I could monitor her progress by what she called me. It turned out I was right—more right than I could throw hoped for.

CHAPTER 4 -- SHOPPING

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

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

"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 enough for two, but set only one station at the mesa. You will eat in your place, and where is that ?"

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

"We'll see…we have a occupy day ahead of us. Now get moving you wench."Paula did as she was told ; I fed her moment of egg and Bacon from my digit as she laid her headland against my thigh adoringly. I quizzed her during breakfast :

"What is your name ?"

"Paula, Mistress."

"What is your purpose in animation ?"

"I am your unforced slave. I exist only to attend to you, Mistress…to bring you pleasure."

"You can make for me pleasure now. Lick me until I cum."Paula used her mouth and natural language to bring me to a yummy orgasm. What a marvelous way to start out the day."I need to pee, Paula. Will you take it from me ?"

"Yes, with pleasure, Mistress."She sealed her mouth against my bitch and drank greedily the sulphurous urine from my physical structure. When I was done she licked me light. I helped her with the dishes and we were out the door by 8:00. In our past tense life history Paul would have driven. Now as the predominant collaborator I drove, Paula, neatly dressed in her flannel polo top and black Capri's sitting quietly beside me. Paul's fuzz was usually in a pony tail, symbolic, I guess, of his aesthetic nature. Today I had it combed down around his nous. One day, possibly next week I'd have it styled.

Our first plosive was Victoria's Secret. We walked in the door just after opening. I found a young bore saleslady and took her parenthesis."I want at to the lowest degree fifteen bent of underwear—all of them extremely feminine and sexy. They're for my husband, Paula. I won't tolerate any laughing at her, do you understand ? Do you have a large dressing way big enough for the three of us ?"

She looked at me unbelieving until I took Paula in tow ; she led us to a room marked"Staff Only."“ Paula, you will let to remove your clothing so this Loretta Young peeress can measure you. Lay your clothes on the chair."Obediently, Paula shed her dress and stood naked except for her cock cage. The new woman watched unbelieving until I reminded her that I had a hundred clam note for her cooperation. She measured Paula's waist and pelvic arch then disappeared for several proceedings, returning with respective types of panties she thought would fit. I had Paula try them on and rejected almost half as not sexy enough. Ultimately, we bought 15 pairs in associate coloration. I told Paula to hold back a black duet on. She was pleased not to be naked. Next we tried on garter belts, bras, and stockings. I had bought breast forms online, size C, to fill out the bra. The salesgirl helped me tape them in place. I also bought several corsets and waist cinchers to feminise Paula's torso and respective cute nightgowns and chemise.

Paula wore the panty, garter bash, stockings, bra, and titty manakin out of the memory board. She looked very feminine, except for her skid. I gladly gave the girl the hundred—she earned every penny.

Our next stop was a shoe fund. Once again I told the salesgirl what I expected. We bought several span of sandals, flat, and heels—2-inch, 3-inch, and 4-inch. I'd see that she got plenty of practice in the following workweek. She wore the sandals out of the store. I threw the stoolie in the trash.

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

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

"I love you, too, my slave girl."We spent four hours shopping and spent more than than three thousand clam. It was money well spent. We went to lunch and afterwards we went to the peeress'room together. I applied some lip rouge to Paula's mouth and we left. Before we went habitation we made one more than stop—at a wig store. I bought a short wig with curly hair. Paula's hair was dark brown ; the wig was dark blond. She looked great in it—beautiful and sexy.

Back at home an hour later we carefully placed all the purchases in her dresser and closet. I showed her how to hang the dame and the respectable direction to fold and store her lingerie."Take off your blouse and Capri's, Paula. bestow your new shoes into the living way ... not more than five second, now."I sat in my chair and opened my legs. Paula found her way there—to her place in less than the prison term allotted. I patted her school principal and told her what a good miss she was."Take off the sandals and put on the 2-inch cad. I think you should sit up here for this. You might have hassle standing otherwise."

I held Paula's hand as she learned to walk in dog. I emphasized practiced military posture and swaying her coxa, much as I would do. We spent an hour in the 2-inch heels and she showed considerable progress. I had her alteration to the 3-inch. This was a bit more difficult ; she had a lot of hassle at first holding her balance. Her military strength was terrible, but it would arrive along over the next week. We took a break for dinner ; I had Paula make us BLT sandwiches. We ate in the aliveness room, me at the board Paula on the floor. After dinner I had Paula draw me a bathtub. I relaxed in the hot water while she washed every section of my physical structure. Paula lovingly dried me with a big fluffy towel ; I showed my taste by giving her a hanker abstruse osculation. I allowed Paula to shower and awaited her return in the support elbow room. Fifteen transactions later she was dressed for bed in the red teddy I had laid out for her ; she took her seat between my legs, her pass resting on my thigh. I stroked her face and ran my fingers through her hair while I read my previous psychological science journal.

Many dominant control their slaves through pain—beatings and distortion. I viewed that approach path as primitive and unreliable. It was also potentially dangerous. It would be much more in force to shape Paula's mentality to my commands through the hypnotic drug and the hypnotism I would feed her every Night. I put her to bed at ten, securing her hands and ankles to the restraints. I gave her the medication, making indisputable she had swallowed it completely and turned on the CD again. This time the content went like this :

"My name is Paula. I am a beautiful sexy female slave. I live only to serve my kept woman. I love my Mistress Thomas More than anything else. I love it when my Mistress uses me for sex. I love sex with both cleaning woman and men. I love sucking cock. I love drinking cum from a big hard stopcock. I enjoy having my anus penetrated. I love having a butt sparking plug in my ass. My gens is…."

I would use these CD's every night, sometimes repeating the message. Each new one would aid to make Paula more slavish and more useful. I had already told her that she would not have it off me, however I knew that I would necessitate penetrative sex. That meant bringing new men into the chamber. I wanted Paula to be a part of that. She could soak up my lover's pecker and clean the two of us afterwards. I would eventually permit them to get it on her in the ass. Through my suggestions I could control 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 adjoin with Roger Thorne. Roger was a competitor of Paul's and it was he who had offered to buy Apostle Paul's agency. Personally, I found the man to be an self-important twit, 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 office ; I couldn't help but card. I explained that I now had ownership of Apostle Paul's agency. I had to be careful—I almost called him Paula. I explained that I might be willing to sell if the price was right and that twenty million wasn't right. Surprisingly, he agreed and offered me twenty-five."I form of like 35,"I replied.

"Ha ! I thought you would, but why should I cave in you thirty-five ?"

"Roger,"I began,"let's cut through all the bullshit, shall we ? I'll make you a bet. You're what…50 ? I'll bet you I can get you off twice in an hour…right here…right now. If I win you pay thirty-five ; if you win I'll sell at 25. sell ?"

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

"Absolutely ! So… ?"

"It's a business deal. I'm lucky if I get it once every two calendar week at menage, so the first one should be pretty flying, but you're gon na work your scented ass off to get the second."I rose and shook his script, moved to the door and locked it as he told his secretary not to disturb him. I returned and began to slowly strip."You can 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 dear look. I had studied the effect of ocular stimuli on male sexual reception in grad school so I knew exactly what I was doing.

Suddenly, I turned and opened his smash, pulling his trouser to his mortise joint. His cock was so hard I could barely believe it. I took him into my oral cavity, licked all around the promontory and swallowed him deep into my pharynx. I used my throat brawn along with my tongue and I wasn't the least surprised when he sprayed my tonsils with his cream. I backed off,"That's one ! Fifty-two minutes to go."

He laughed,"That was the well-fixed one. What you got in judgment for the hard one ?"I grabbed his shirt and pulled him off his chair, dropping him onto the floor. I took his helping hand and led it to my twat. I let him experience my wetness and my heat. He couldn't resist rubbing my slit and fingering me. I knew he thought he was distracting me, but what he was really doing was turning himself on. I could evidence by his breathing that he was getting really hot to fuck.

I moved my paw to his putz. It took me less than two minutes to gain him toilsome. I looked him in the center as I straddled his hips. I rubbed his cock into my dent, arching my back and thrusting my D-cup breasts into his typeface. All this was carefully planned. I sank on his cock and began to rock. I took it slow at first, but increased my pace quickly. I used my Kegel muscles to twist my pussy and coerce his pecker as I bent it back and Forth River. I was only on him for five minutes when he blew his load. Now it was my act to gag,"Amateur ! You owe me thirty-five million."

"William Tell you what…let's make it an even forty. That's the best blowjob and the best fucking I've ever had. That Paul is a favourable man."I had him write a promise to purchase with the measure, date, and his signature. We spent almost an hr hammering out the item as I sat naked on the antonym position of the desk. He tried to seize my titmouse several clip, but I laughed,"Sorry, Roger, that gravy holder has left the dock."I also had him agree to preserve on the current stave at their stream salaries for at least a year. He said his attorney would string up the papers by the end of the hebdomad. I agreed to forgather with him again at four Friday afternoon to finalize the peck. I dressed, walked out of the business office and went straight to the ladies room. I walked into a stand, hang over and vomited violently into the bowl. The things I do for Saul's business.

I drove home to bump Paula exactly as I had left her. Her eyes were closed and she was relaxed. She started, but smiled when I walked into the room. I sat on the bed,"Paula, I have intelligence 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 digit on her back talk."I know you told me that 20 was too slight so I got forty."

"Forty million, Mistress ?"

"Yes, my sweet niggling slave girl…forty million and I'll order you how. I got the Price to XXV and bet him I could get him off twice in an hour. I did it in thirty-five second. He threw in the extra five because I was his best ever. Once I was done I threw up in the Lady room. I hated doing it with him, but for XV million it was Charles Frederick Worth it. check here and study while I take a rain shower. The mountain will be finalized on Fri afternoon. You can come if you wish, but only as Paula. I doubt he'll even know it's you."I leaned down and kissed Paula's forehead as I began the CD again.

I relaxed in the shower as I planned the next steps in Paula's breeding. I wanted her to be a sexual being. Men give ; womanhood receive. She had to learn to receive in both her holes. Once I had dressed I removed her from the bed. I brought her to the keep room where she sat in her place."Paula, I want you to learn about sex from a woman's panorama. You know that fair sex are built to receive. You have two cakehole that must be trained to encounter. Stand up and transfer your scanty then I want you on all four in the middle of the room. Paula took only seconds to comply. I kneeled in strawman of her and showed her the butt plug."Paula, you will get to acknowledge this very well. From this import forward it will always be in your girl twat. You may withdraw it only when you have to move your bowels. When you are done you will houseclean it in your mouth and return it to its proper place. Now lick it ; I will put it into you the first time. We will use this plug for a week then you will be active to a slightly larger one. In a few weeks you will be able-bodied to accept a great one, the size of a big hammer, easily."

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

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

"We'll see, Paula how you do with your cock sucking physical exertion. Put your panties back on and add up over to the chairperson. kneel between my legs. OK, now you know how much a man likes to experience his cock sucked. I want you to practice on this ; I pulled a dildo from the chair. It was mid-sized, about 6-7 inches long and only an inch in diameter."You'll want to get all of this into your backtalk, like this."I put the full dildo into my rima oris."With exercise you should be able to get a ten-inch hammer into your mouth and throat. You also need to determine to imbibe a man to completion. You'll recitation 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 lot with it. At one full stop I stopped her."Paula, you need to breathe through your nose. It's prosperous to breathe and blow that way. Now, try it. OK, that's better, but you only have about four in in your mouthpiece. Try fucking your sassing with it. Good, you almost got all of it that time. preserve going while I get us a drink."

I walked to the kitchen, getting a Chardonnay for me and a nose candy for Paula. When I returned I was a bit storm to see that she had swallowed the entire dildo. I patted her head, kissed her and told her she deserved a wages. I laid her on the flooring and cuffed her hands behind her back. I removed her cage and took her clit into my mouth."Pay attention…no drifting off on me. This is a training employment. Soon I'll aim you to debar so you can nibble up men and blow them. You need to pattern and there's no backup for the very thing, plus you also need practice swallowing. Now watch me."

I opened my oral cavity and ran my spit around the head of her clit. It jumped and throbbed in arousal."When you do this, Paula, make sure you don't use your script. Maybe I'll cuff them for you. Doesn't that sound like fun ?"Holding my hands behind my back I slowly lowered my sassing over her pipe organ. I could see she was paying attention—trying to pick up arrow ; I was an excellent chump of cock.

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

I decided to get to lick. I fucked her clit with my mouth, imitating a rigorous cunt as I drove her to an orgasm. Suddenly she spurted, filling my mouth with her cunning Edward D. White juice. Over and over she repeated until she was spent. I moved over her mouth. She knew what was coming so she opened up. I let her cum drip mold slowly from my mouth."peg your tongue into my mouth…clean all the semen from my tongue and gums."I leaned down for the osculation and opened my mouth so Paula could clean it. Soon she would strip another man's cum from my pussy.

By Fri Paula's training was well underway. She could take the air easily in the 4-inch heels and she was becoming adjusted to the feminine clothing, although she had yet to feel comfortable in her corsets even though I planned to constrict her waistline twice as much as I was doing so far. All the Sami, they gave her extremely attractive curves. On Wednesday she spent almost the entire 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 dead on target sissy striver. Her net orientation would add up this weekend when I took her out to a bar where I'd promote her to coquet shamelessly with anyone within reach.

Paula handled her oral exam exercises much better than I anticipated, but her anal still needed piece of work. I would reinforce that during her nightly CD sessions. Thursday dark her CD reinforced her other moral and built on her sexual moral of the day :

My epithet is Paula. I am a sissy striver for my Mistress. I live to obey my schoolma'am. Every irregular of my day is spent bringing her joy. I love sex with men and woman. I love to suck cock…the larger the better. I enjoy being fucked in my pussy. It gives me so very much pleasance. I love the orgasms being fucked gives me…."

On Wednesday I took some metre off to gossip Paul's agency. I explained that he had turned the business over to me for wellness ground and that I had sold it to Roger Thorne. That declaration brought a chorus of moan. However, when I told them that they were assured jobs at the same salary many of the stave relaxed and smiled. I wished them well and gave focus for Paul's personal property. 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 wearing apparel. She selected crimson lingerie and stockings, a black ruffle wench and a ruffled white blouse. Her composition was impeccable and with her wig I would possess guessed that even her closest supporter wouldn't be able-bodied to identify her as my husband. We went out for a late lunch. The eating place was almost vacuous when I told her to get under the table and cream my cunt. Her side went red and she was about to complain when I stopped her."Being a slave means that you do what you are told when you are told to do it. If you hesitate I will definitely penalise you when we get home."Paula dropped her purse and went under the table to retrieve it. She attacked my pussy with tremendous Department of Energy. It was all I could do to save myself from moaning. She brought me to a fantastic sexual climax in less than five instant. I kissed her passionately once she was back in her chairperson. respective patrons looked and expressed their disapproval, but I didn't care in the least. We enjoyed our lunch and we went together to the Lady room once we had finished. I stood in the kiosk and had Paula clean my pussy, licking cum from thick within my cunt.

Paula and I met our attorney outside the Thorne Enterprises threshold. I introduced Paula as Paul's twin sister. Gloria looked her over carefully,"You're much better looking than your brother. I guess that happens with brotherly twins."I explained that Paul was ill, but that Paula was a successful businesswoman from the Midwest. I wanted her to review the contract prior to signing. We walked together into Thorne's function where I introduced Paula to the big asshole behind the desk. We reviewed the papers, signed and waited while the telegram carry-over 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 object lesson

I had Paula pattern 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 limited experience. However, a week from now my expectations would be somewhat higher.

I put her into bed around three for a legal brief nap, the now familiar earphones firmly in lieu. I laid out her clothes 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 elbow room to shower and prepare a few More CD's. I woke her at six, sending her into the shower. I helped dry her still skin, hairless after cobbler's last evening's depilation. From what I had read another month of practical application would virtually obviate any succeeding whisker from her soundbox. She dressed and sat while I applied her makeup. I put it on a little grave and sluttier than I had in the past. I wanted to attract attention.

After a leisurely dinner we went out to a bar on the early face of town. I knew it would feature a decent crowd, but it was not the variety of place we would ordinarily shop so I doubted we'd run into any of our champion. We walked in, attracting the attention of various chemical group of men. I had removed my hymeneals and engagement band since taking Paula as my slave. I had already explained to Paula that I no longer considered her to be my husband and that she had none of my married man's rights. She had never uttered even a bingle ailment. We sat in a stall and waited a while for the bartender to come over and take our order,"I'll have a Cosmo. My friend here will have a Sprite."He looked at us for a minute before his middle latched onto Paula's topless breast. Her"pap'pressed tightly against the taut material of her blouse. Her corset was pulled an inch tighter tonight, emphasizing the curve of her rosehip and ass. Her retentive slender legs were accented by her 4-inch heels.

We were there less than ten minutes when two Thomas Young guys approached. When I say young I mean they were probably in their mid-twenties, wearing pissed T's and even pie-eyed jeans."Evening, ladies, what brings you here tonight ?"

"grooming,"I replied.

"Uh…did you say ‘ training'?"

"Yes, as a issue 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 hard worker. I'm here to give her blowjob training."

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

"Well, to begin with, two weeks ago Paula was my husband Saul. He's had some really hard submissive inclining and offered to be my hard worker. Turning him into a woman…a sissy…was my approximation. Cute, isn't she ? I'll bet both of you could use a keen blowjob, couldn't you ?"

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

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

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

"That's a dick John Cage. It helps me to operate her. So, boys…interested ? Just think of her as a she-male. Don't nigh guys fantasize about she-males ?"

"Well, yeah…I guess,"said Henry Louis Aaron,"Can we fuck her in the ass ?"

"Sorry, but she's not quite ready for that yet. You'll have to make do with a cock sucking, although she'll be felicitous to make out with you, too."They looked at each early, shrugged their shoulders, nodded and stood. I helped Paula from her rear, paid our broadsheet and we walked out together. On the way out I was asked if I'd joint the fun."Not tonight, sorry, but maybe another clock time once Paula is more fully trained—trained to clean your cock and suck the cum from my cunt…maybe another month, or so."We walked to their van I asked them to open the cover doors—it was empty, consummate for what I had in mind. The overt doorway faced the side wall of a three chronicle office building that was closed and dark at this hour.

I snapped my fingerbreadth to get Paula's attention,"ascent in. I want you on your articulatio genus. spread out his belt ammunition and leave out his pants. force out his cock and suck him off…now."Gary was the first to enter. He stood slightly bent at the articulatio humeri while Paula removed his drawers and pulled his long heavy stopcock from his boxershorts. She had the cock at her lips when she halted,"I can't, Mistress. I'm sorry…I just can't."

"Of course of study 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 atomic number 79 chain and replaced it with the garden pink leather choker. She stood by crying while I spoke to the young men."Here's my card with my address and speech sound number. If you'd care to come by tomorrow eventide I assure you a different event. Just shout around four to affirm. My excuse for this miserable jade's carrying into action. Come along, Paula."I yanked the triplet and pulled her behind me. I opened the rider threshold, but cuffed her behind her back before allowing her to enter.

I started the car and drove off. I was fuming."I told you I would not punish or humble you unless you forced me. Well, you have embarrassed me and I promise you it will be the last time. Since when does a slave decide what she will or will not do ? That's my job, recall ?"The eternal rest of the drive was dumb early than an periodic sob or whimper coming from Paula. I opened the threshold and pulled Paula in by her trine. I uncuffed her hands and told her to pillage and get onto the bed. Once there I cuffed her hands to the headboard and her groundwork to the corners of the bed. I removed her rooster batting cage and stroked her hammer. It hardened immediately. I stroked it faster and faster ; just before she was cook to cum I removed my hired hand. Her cock/clit throbbed and pulsed madly. I allowed her 15 mo to calm down when I repeated, removing my hand just before she was cook to cum. She was crying uncontrollably by the time I'd done it four fourth dimension. I stopped after the one-eighth, reminding her,"cipher likes a putz prickteaser, Paula. Always remember that."

I rolled her over and pulled her onto her knee joint. I left her for a minute and returned carrying something she would con to dread. Pushing her head to the mattress, I pulled her scrotum back behind her legs. A minute later her balls were secure in a humbler."OK, up on your knees."She tried to comply, but fell forward in agony as her balls were almost ripped from her consistence. She fell into a foetal position on her side.
I left, returning seconds later with a syringe. Paula cowered in fear."Relax, Paula this is the same medication I've been giving you every even, just a stronger Cupid's disease. After tonight's carrying into action you need some strong reinforcing stimulus. Now hold your arm still. I wiped her arm with an alcoholic drink mop and injected directly into her vein. I covered the wound with a band-aid. I placed the headphones and got a new CD from the place. The shot would put her to sleep, but her formula motions during the nighttime would hurt the pit out of her orb. Psychotropic drugs affected the mind in different shipway. Some alleviated pain, others helped keep in line muscular earth tremor. This one was similar to a"truth serum."truth blood serum didn't make the subject area tell the truth. They reduced his or her immunity to the questions and suggestions of the inquisitor. That's what I had been doing all along with Paula—reducing her inhibitions -- her immunity -- 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 bridge, but now my responsibilities were mostly as a consultant.

This battery-acid was more than ten times as potent as the tablets. Add her subliminal content and she should be putty in my hands tomorrow. All nighttime and well into the morn she would hear :
"My gens is Paula. I am a loose woman slave girl. I live to attend to my fancy woman. I need cock as a great deal as I need air or weewee. I need cock in my mouth. I need hammer in my ass. I am only complete when I have a putz. I love to suck a punishing cock. I love to swallow semen. I love to kiss men. I want a hard cock in my oral fissure. I need a hard cock in my ass. I want to soak up a man's semen from his stopcock. I need to suck a man's semen from my fancy woman's cunt. I am a terminated and add adulteress. There is nothing I won't do to get a cock into my mouth…."

CHAPTER 5 - bit CHANCE

I woke early and looked in on Paula. Her musket ball were swollen and blue, but she was still departed. I was tempted to remove the humbler, but decided not to. Paula needed a ripe lesson. Around ten I turned off the CD and removed the humbler. I uncuffed her wrist joint and agitate her to wake her."Let me see your Ball. 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 fuck my ass. Would you please give me a bigger butt plug ? I want to prepare myself for them. I can't wait until they come tonight. Could you, maybe…please…ask them to make out earlier ?"

"Remove your jade and clean it. When it is spotless you may put it on the dresser."Paula pulled the stopper from her ass and licked it clean. I could see her licking her own diddlyshit. 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 weewee."Bend over. I'm going to give you several enemas so you'll be clean inside as well as out. Then I'll give you the turgid plug. You will be ready when they come…if they come."

"Oh, Mistress, I hope they will. I want to apologize for embarrassing you and I want to suck their beautiful cocks."I lubed her asshole and inserted the nozzle. The water supply ran into her rectum. I allowed her to evacuate when the bottle was hollow. If I was cruel I could have insisted she hold it, but enough was enough. Her punishment had exceeded the severity of the crime. I repeated the enema three more times until the water ran crystal clear.

I checked her balls while she sat on the toilet. I rubbed an analgetic cream over them carefully although I could see her wince several times. Paula cleaned her butt and positioned herself over the ass plug I had placed on the base. Her original plug was an inch and a half in diameter at its widest point and an inch at the base. This one was three inches at the wide and one and a half at the base. She grimaced as she lowered herself, but smiled wonderfully once it was seated."Is this the biggest you have, Mistress ?"

"No, Paula, I still have one giving, but you're not cook for that one yet. You'll be able-bodied to take a cock after having this one in you all day. Now let's have some lunch and pick out your wardrobe for tonight."
Gary called just after four to see if it was on."Actually, Paula would care you to fall early so she can apologize properly. I have some Warren Earl Burger and salads we could piss for dinner so why not come over as soon as you can. Paula will suck you off then we'll eat and after dinner party you can get laid 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 consume to provide ?"

"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 lavatory to remove her quid. It was a struggle but we did eventually get it out. I dressed Paula in a nasty black corset, reducing her shank from 34 column inch to 27 and pushing her breast forms up and out. She wore no scanty, leaving her stainless cock cage gleam in the dim Christ Within. Her black supporter belt held sheer black stocking with lacey tops at mid-thigh ; her feet were shoed with 4-inch smutty stilettos. I combed her wig to perfection. Her make-up was really sluttish.

I planned to have her resolve the door on her knees. When the Alexander Bell rang she did resolve it, kissing the men's feet as they entered. She rose and walked them into the support room when I sat patiently. I snapped my fingers and Paula ran to her place, but this time she faced the men hungrily."Well, Paula, who do you want first ?"

"Both of them, Mistress."I patted her shoulder and she scampered to their substructure. She unbuckled their belt ammunition and removed their gasp and boxers. Two healthy erections stared her in the face. She took Gary's into her helping hand and stroked it gently before sucking it abstruse into her mouth. She stroked Aaron's peter and fondled his balls carefully. She withdrew almost, but not quite all the way, staring into Gary's awed nerve the stallion metre. She licked around the nous several times before moving her attention to Aaron's big cock. Once again she licked before actually sucking, making the vast electronic organ disappear into her mouth. Her lip was like a vacuum, sucking roue into the pipe organ while simultaneously urging his slick white cum out. Aaron staggered under Paula's onslaught ; Gary's knees went a bit weak while she slowly, but firmly stroked his saliva-coated cock.

I giggled when Hank Aaron fell to his knees before sliding onto his back, his legs apart with dear fresh Paula between them. She cupped his bollock and slid a digit into his mother fucker. Henry Louis Aaron arched his rear and blew into Paula's mouth five…no, six times. She managed to take back every drop before licking Aaron's cock immaculately sportsmanlike. She kissed the tip then the surprised Aaron's mouth before turning back to Gary. He could barely support as she stroked him. His vain majestic forefront throbbed in Paula's hand as she licked his peter teasingly. Again Paula stared into Gary's eyes as she sucked his surd turncock deep into her throat. All nine column inch of thick shaft nitty-gritty disappeared, with Paula's lips firmly entrenched in his pubic hair's-breadth. Slowly she began to hump him with her sass, 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 of drawers. Paula lovingly licked and sucked every drop before returning to filch out the terminal few drop cloth and cleaning his cock.

When she looked at Aaron she could see a drop of semen hanging from the tip of his deflating cock. She rushed over to him and licked it onto her natural language. She kissed each man's feet, thanking them,"Thank you so a great deal for allowing me to attend to you. I am so no-good for my activeness endure 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 carpeting, totally exhausted.

I called Paula to her position and opened my stage. Paula dove into my puss, licking my labia before pushing deeply into my nitty-gritty. Watching her serving the men had made me really, really horny. If they were going to cum so was I. If Paula continued as she had begun I'd make sure as shooting she'd have the orgasm of her life tonight. Paula shifted her clapper to my clitoris and sucked it between her teeth. I shuddered and shook as came hard, collapsing onto my back as I recovered.

"Say, Liz, we're naked 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 variety to forcefulness you, but we sure would like to see that heavy soundbox of yours."

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

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

"wellspring, Paula is now retired. She used to have an ad agency, but I sold it recently. I do consulting work for the government. That's all I can severalise 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, schoolma'am, I exist to swear out and please you."

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

Half an time of day later I excused Paula to the kitchen. Henry Louis Aaron moved up onto the lounge ; 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 submissive feelings for a long clock time. I believe he's much glad as my slave than he ever was as a line of work owner with XL employees. Changing him into a sissy—a woman—was my idea, but she has never complained, not even once. If we continue this way I'll arrange for him to have surgery—fix his adam's apple, tighten up his vocal music electric cord, and some real white meat 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 vary behavior. It's really pretty canonical compared to some of the affair I do on my job. Keep in nous that this was his idea, 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 year before I took control. I waited until I knew he was quick. That was an important part of the process."

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

I cuffed Paula's articulatio radiocarpea to the headboard so she was lying on her back. I added leather mortise joint handlock and pulled her ankles up over her foreland so her ass was in the air and her crotch was almost in her grimace. I'd take advantage of that position later when I masturbated her."OK, who's going first ? Why don't I have a little drawing off ? I took a low mainsheet of paper and wrote the numbers one and two on it before tearing it into two pieces. I moved them behind my spinal column and asked Aaron to choose. He got number two ; that meant he'd get the dummy prize."OK, Gary you get the first stroke at Paula's virginal ass. Please use stack of lubricating substance. I don't want her hurt and I'm sure Aaron will want a shot. Aaron, you get me. You two have made me batch horny."I took Aaron by the hand and led him to my bed—it had been a long time since I had been penetrated. I realized now how a good deal I missed it ; Hank Aaron had a big sufficiency cock to help me forget in a material hurry.

I pulled Aaron into a deeply buss as we fell onto the bed. I enjoyed the aesthesis of his hairy body on my raw peel. I enjoyed grabbing his hard thick cock even more. I pushed him onto his backbone and crept between his branch, stroking his heavy glob as I licked up his shot and around the purple school principal. Aaron gasped and groaned. He threw his head back and writhed over the bed as I took him completely into my mouth. I sucked him for about twenty dollar bill s, but if I continued I'd never get fucked. I climbed up and straddled his articulatio coxae, leaning forward to afford the draftsman of what used to be Paul's dark table. I removed a box of condoms, opened the foil wrapped and put it into my lip. I moved back and lowered my back talk over his cock, applying the prophylactic tightly to his electric organ until it was completely covered.

I moved back over his cock and lowered myself, savoring the touch sensation of stretching my twat muscles for the first prison term in month. I pulled back up until the headway was just visible before sinking down to fill my tunnel with his loggerheaded hard turncock meat. I leaned forward, giving him accession to my with child firm breasts. His oral fissure immediately found my pap ; he suckled energetically as I began to shake on his erection. I spread my ramification further, exposing my hot hard clit even more as I drove it into his abdomen. Faster and faster I rocked, building oestrus in my cunt both for myself and for Hank Aaron. We thrust together ; I knew I was getting close and so was he. Had he not been sucked off by Paula earlier I thought he would have cum in LE than a minute—I'm really good at fucking…sucking, too !

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

Gary was kneeling on the bed, his big cock oceanic abyss in Paula's ass. He was humping and Paula, despite her thraldom was moving back as dependable she could. I walked to her incline and caressed her aspect."I have a exhibit for you—open your mouth."I reversed the condom, placing it on her tongue."Suck it fairly, swirl it in your mouth and swallow. I'll retrieve the condom in a few minutes."Paula nodded just as Gary wailed in ecstasy, spraying Paula's rectum with his emollient. When he pulled out I took the condom from Paula and told her to scavenge his stopcock. She turned her foreland to the side and engross his cock. After the four clyster it was almost cleanse, but Paula had tasted her own shit for more than a workweek, cleaning her buns plug at least once daily. She kissed the tip of his stopcock and thanked him sincerely and profusely once she was done.

I asked Aaron if he wanted a bend, but he said he was really beat after the roll in the hay I'd given him. I turned my attention to Paula. I unlocked her tool John Milton Cage Jr. and began to stroke her. Her button was hard in bit."Here's the lot, Paula. I'm going to stroke your clitoris and when you cum I'm going to aim it at your lip. Let's see how much you can swallow. You should be nice and horny after all the action today."Paula nodded eagerly and opened her mouthpiece. The tip of her button was only inches from her lip. I stroked harder and squeezed her balls. She squirted forcefully eight times ; I aimed true squarely into her mouth. She licked her back talk white once she was done. I squeezed the last few free fall from her clitoris and she licked my digit clean. I released her and helped her stand. Hank Aaron and Gary helped by massaging her sinew. They dressed and left as I once again interlock Paula into chastity.

CHAPTER 6 - CRAIG'S LIST

I continued my training of Paula, intent on turning her into my sissy slut. I had her pick up men in bars every weekend. She would either give way them blowjobs or her ass—her girl pussy. I continued with her medication and her hormone. The dosage I was giving her was more suitable for a cow than a human being, but it was doing marvel for her. Her skin became smoothen and feminine. I hadn't used the depilatory for several workweek and her soundbox hair had not grown back. Her hide was much sonant and smoother ; her hips had begun to flare and her butt was debauchee and Melville W. Fuller. Most noticeable were the budding titties on her thorax. I augmented this growth by using a emptiness pump on her nipples several times a day. Her teat were now Sir Thomas More than five time their original size. I was thinking of having them pierced.

I had phoned my hairdresser Cheryl to form an appointment for her. I asked Cheryl for a special appointee, explaining the situation to her. She giggled at first, 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 cheek as she led her to the hot seat. She leaned Paula back and washed her hair, blew it dry and cut it shoulder length, adding blond highlight throughout her hair. She gave Paula bangs that fell to the midriff of her frontal bone. Once she was done I had Cheryl pluckiness and pattern her eyebrows—I knew she would do a much undecomposed job than I ever could. Paula was amazed when she saw herself in the mirror. She was becoming the perfect short 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 listing. I want to read it to you : ‘ WANTED—well endowed man, drug and disease rid for D/s duet. SHE is dominant allele, 32, 5 understructure 9 in, and 123 pounds—34D, 24, 34 with long slender legs. He is a submissive womanize sissy, 34, 5 feet 10 inches, 140 Irish pound, in sexual abstention. ( S ) he will serve us drunkenness and collation, grovel at our feet and observe us during our fun to carry through her slavish humiliation phantasy. She will gladly cleanse both of us after. You may use her girl's pussy if you wish.'What do you think ? Did I leave anything out ?"

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

"I know you can't wait so I'm pleased to order you I'm meeting a man for dejeuner. If it works out OK I'll bring him back with me. I want you to lavish and put on the wearing apparel I've left on your bed. Then I'll cuff your wrists and put on your headphones. Get moving now ; I'm giving you xv minutes."

Paula was left on her bed, wearing her crimson panty, garter belt, stockings, and bra filled now with heavy D-cup bosom forms. With her growing rose hip and ass she looked really hot. I placed her phone and CD on to reinforce her training.

I met John Glenn in front line of Olive Garden ; he was dressed in a white-haired tweed summercater coating and blue oxford shirt with swooning tan slackness and brownish do-nothing. He was freshly showered and shaved ; I was shanghai. We introduced ourselves and were shown to a booth. He sat opposite me so I got up and joined him on his position of the table. We flirted shamelessly and kissed like lover, even though we were almost add up strangers. I rubbed his leg, smiling when I felt the large bulge in his pants."Hmmm, I think we should do something about that, don't you ?"

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

I laughed."Glenn, you have to believe me…Paula will not be a problem. She will await on us hand and foot. When she's not otherwise occupied she will be sitting between my branch. That's her plaza, you see. After we fuck I'll call her and she'll clean your shaft until it's spotless. I'll also have her make clean my pussy and suck all your delicious cum out of me. You can fuck her ass if you want…she'll eff it and she'll clean your cock again. I've had her pick up men in a bar over the past tense few week. They all had a majuscule metre with her. If she's really estimable I'll jerk her off and you can find out if you like."

"What on dry land could make water a man do stuff like that ?"

"It's a bit voiceless to explain, but basically she has a pauperization to service, especially a strong woman like me. I don't want to go into the details, but she needs this as lots as she needs air or water. Shall we go ?"I led him out by the mitt. He followed me to our house where I explained that Paula was cuffed in her room. I showed him to her door ; Paula was on her bed, eyes closed listening to the tape measure. I stopped it and uncuffed her. She saw we had companionship so she jumped up and fell to her human knee. She kissed my pes then slid to Glenn and kissed his shoes. I led both of them to the living room ; Paula served us drinkable while we moved together, kissing and touching each other—preparing each other for the fucking to come."Paula, come over here and serve get John Glenn make. You can use your mouth."

"Yes, Mistress,"she replied as she slid in battlefront of Glenn. She opened his belt and slid down his pants, hanging them neatly on the back of a death chair. She removed his drawers and folded them neatly on the electric chair before returning to fondle and rub his growing rooster. She began by licking around the heading and rubbing her glossa around his urethra. His stopcock 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 knife until it tingled. I rose and extended my script to Glenn."Do you require to watch, Paula ? seed along if you do, however I will await you to be silent until we are done."Paula followed us and kneeled at the side of the bed while I undressed and pulled the now naked Glenn onto the bed with me. We rolled around for almost fifteen minutes while we kissed and rubbed each former. Eventually, Glenn found himself between my legs."Condom ?"he asked.

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

Glenn swung his legs over onto the base and Paula took him easily into her sass, cleaning both my juice and his seed from his organ. When she was done I had her lie on the bed while I straddled her sass. She used her tongue to clean my thighs before licking the inside of my cunt. I dropped a huge cream pie into her mouthpiece. She gobbled it down eagerly. Unfortunately, John Herschel Glenn Jr. was spent and turned down the chance to screw her ass. We chatted for a patch until he decided to dress and leave behind. The experience was fun, but it left me somewhat disappointed and disillusioned. I missed my hubby ; I needed to speak with Paula.

CHAPTER 7—DECISION TIME

I waited a few Day, needing the time to plan my approaching. On Friday forenoon I called Paula to me. She sat, as common, 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 nervous."What is your name ?"I asked.

"Paula, Mistress…you know that."

"What was your epithet before it was Paula ?"She looked confused and concerned."handgrip out your arm. I need to return you an injection. I've been giving you medicine to help you adjust to your new life sentence, but now I need for you to remember your old life."She held out her arm and I injected the antidote directly into her venous blood vessel. I waited half an hour and asked again."What was your name before it was Paula ?"

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

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

"Your husband, schoolma'am ?"

"Yes, that's very honorable. Now I have to sing to you about your futurity. We have gone just about as far as we can with you as you are. We are at a crossroads and I can only see three options as we move forward. The initiative is that we could go back to the way we were before you submitted to me."

As I anticipated Paula moved immediately to the story between my leg, instantly in rent."Oh, please, Mistress…don't cut me loose. I love serving you. I loved you before but I wasn't happy. That's why I buried myself my work. You never met my parents. If you did you would interpret. My mother was strong and beautiful. She made me serve her ; I was taught to serve a strong adult female. I'd be lost without that. I…I…"

I took her point 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 mother's hard worker. I know she made him…and you…go naked in your house. I know she made you serve her sexually until she died in that plane smash. I know everything about you."

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

"What kind of workplace do I do, Paula ? Who do I operate for ?"

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

"I work for the CIA, Paula. I look at query mag tape and make recommendations as to drugs and techniques. It's top closed book so you were completely vetted when we began dating. I have a forty-page theme in my safe that tells all about you."

"kept woman, why did you take so long to bring in me reconcile ?"

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

"Thank you, Mistress…thank you. I love you, schoolma'am. I need your strength."

"That still leaves us with two alternatives. First, you should roll in the hay that almost everything I did with you can be reversed. If I stop the hormones your rude testosterone will rescind the changes to your 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 carry on as a woman I would want you to have various surgeries. I've already discussed this with a plastic surgeon—your nose, made thinner and straighter, your chin made more refined. I'd give you breasts—real ones, no More breast class and some touches to your lips and rosehip and rear to make you even sexy than you are now. You'd be a rattling smasher by the time you were done.

"Now, I want you to experience that whatever you decide—male or female—you are getting your marital rightfulness back. I will still keep you in chastity, but I will admit and even encourage you to fuck me so that should not be a considerateness. I don't want your answer now. I want you to cogitate about it and do what will make you glad. I will be happy whatever you decide. Now, I want you to come up here and buss me."

Paula rose up on her knees and leaned into my kiss. She opened her mouth and our tongues met in glorious beloved and lustfulness. I pushed Paula back onto the floor and straddled her peg as I removed the wrench and opened her prick cage. I moved forward and lowered myself onto her stone knockout turncock. I didn't expect her to finis long—this was the first gear prison term she had fucked in almost six months. She'd fare hard in my pussy and then I'd make her eat it. Paula would love the stallion experience.

We began to move together and as I expected she came almost immediately. Eight times she shot her load deep into my puss before she settled down, almost unconscious mind from the tension of cumming so backbreaking. I rolled over and moved my cum-filled pussy over her oral cavity. I didn't have to say a countersign. She began to puzzle out and suck almost immediately. I could palpate big glob of come dripping into her mouth. Paula's only reaction was to lick and smile.

I allowed Paula to wash herself and replace her cage. She handed me the pull and it went back around my neck. I left Paula alone for the ease of the day. That night she slept in the Saami bed with me, something she had not done since her world-class day as a hard worker. The abide by break of day she gave me her decisiveness. I kissed her and told her I approved.

CHAPTER 8 - advent OUT party

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

All our Edgar Albert Guest were gathered in our living room ; I had served the first cycle of drinks and snacks. various of our closemouthed Friend inquired about Apostle of the Gentiles."This party is for Paul,"I told them."I know you harbour'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 fourth dimension ago that Paul grew up in what could be best described as a distaff domination household. Paul the Apostle's mother was an extremely strong and dominant woman. Her husband was a striver to her. He was naked all the metre he was home. Saint Paul's mother beat him regularly if he didn't amount up, and from what I understand that was often. His father worked twoscore hours a week and did everything at home, too while his mother devised new tortures for him. I mention all this because she treated Apostle of the Gentiles exactly the same way—naked and beatings. Apostle of the Gentiles was conditioned from the age of four to adore and serve a womanhood. spoiled than all this—Paul's mother also used him sexually from age five until she died on 9/11.

"About nine calendar month ago Apostle Paul indicated that he wanted to subject to me…submit to my authorization and control. I remember asking him if he voluntarily gave himself to me…to attend to me and obey…to be my property. He agreed eagerly. Later I took ascendancy of his assets giving him another chance to back out. This was not only what he wanted. It was what he needed. However, when I took controller I told Paul the Apostle that what I wanted was a babe or a girlfriend. I have turned him into a woman…Paula.

"I've told you all this so you will sympathise when Paula joins us. Everything about her is a distaff except for her sexual harmonium. I control them as a lot as I control her, but I do allow her to have veritable orgasms and recently I have re-established convention sexual relations between us. Other than that she is a downright slut—exactly what I made her. Because this is her coming out company she will perform whatever intimate turn you wish. So gal, if you've wanted your hubby to eat you out and he's refused this is your chance. guy cable, if you've wanted a blowjob or anal retentive, once again this is your chance. She'll also be pleased to do duo simultaneously. Oh and, ladies, I understand now why men love to play with our boob -- it 's so much fun !"

Everyone looked stunned as I walked to the hallway. I opened the doorway to my office and Paula stepped out. There were gasps of amazement. Roger probably summed up everyone's feelings when he exclaimed"Holy shit !"Paula wore a simple skin-tight black dress that hugged her curves and showed off her DD breasts with a slit in front all the way down to her umbilicus. She wore five-inch heels and her hem came just below her sculpted ass showing off her tenacious slender legs. She sashayed to the center of the room, turning around to founder everyone a closer facial expression. I was thrilled that nobody expressed any anger, disgust or negative feelings.

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

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

"Then I think you should disrobe. I don't want you ruining your dress."Paula did a slow and sensual peeler, laying her clothes over the spinal column of a hot seat. The men couldn't take their eyes off of her breasts—they were beautiful, the piece of work of one of the state's fine plastic surgeons. They were modeled after Kate Upton's. When she shed her panties everyone could see her hammer cage."Can I touch it ?"It was MJ, robin's wife. She touched the cage and felt Paula's testis. Once the ice was broken almost all the women examined or handled it.

"OK, who's first ? Remember that this is only sex. It doesn't mean that Paula is sexually or romantically interested in your spouse."I saw Roger raise his hand,"I've always wanted a blowjob, but Katy doesn't want any semen in her mouthpiece so…."Paula crawled over to him and dropped his pants, pulling his erect rooster from his legal brief. She attacked it with the same zeal she had used on Gary and Aaron so many months ago. Once Roger was done, MJ was the next to volunteer. Paula laid her on the carpeting and climbed between her legs. She attacked her pussy just as she had attacked mine so many metre recently. Later robin redbreast wanted to try anal and was amazed when Paula cleaned his dirty stopcock in her mouth. Over the succeeding two 60 minutes every guest had sampled Paula's wares. Paula was covered in cum and cunt juice."Paula, I think you should consume a quick shower. Then garb again in the clothes on your dresser."

"Yes, Mistress…thank you, Mistress for allowing me to dish you."I kissed her buttock and sent her on her way. There was a fleeting letup before Robin spoke up,"tinker's damn, I couldn't beat him from the men's golf tee. I guess now she'll hit from the cleaning lady's. That just isn't fair."

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

"That brings up a head, Liz…what rest way does she use ?"

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

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

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

It was almost a calendar month later that we were invited to another party. MJ and Beth told us they were having a observance and wanted to lionize 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 prison term,"MJ exclaimed,"C'mon in and delight the spectacle."Paula and I walked in. I had her by her leash attached to her pink leather collar. Standing in the livelihood room, hands cuffed behind them around columns at the entry to the dining way were MJ's and Beth's married man, both of them totally naked.

MJ acted as emcee,"Beth and I have to give thanks Liz and, of grade you, Paula for showing us the way—the way to controlling our husbands who have required a lot of patience for their bad behavior and lousy carrying out in bed. We gave them a selection -- get locked up or get out. You can pretend their answer. Tonight they are going to be chastised."She and Beth brought out stainless steel hammer cages, affixed the annulus to their genitals and slid their soft cocks into the metro. They locked the tubes in place and kissed their husbands. They released them, but kept their wrist cuffed behind their backs and their eubstance naked. Periodically through the party they required their husband to eat their pussycat and bring them to orgasm."That's the number 1 orgasm he's given me in to a greater extent than a twelvemonth. I have a feeling I'm going to get a lot Thomas More before I let him out to enjoy himself. Thanks so much, Liz."

Paula took one look at me and fell to her genu. In a minute she was into my cunt and I was squirming in joy. Every cleaning woman should have a slave .