I squirm helplessly tied in the chair. He begins to squeeze my breasts. My breathing deepens and I feel the ropes that bind me to the chair. He is tw...sting and squeezing my nipples. "Ouch," I hear myself saying. "What's this? You're speaking without permission?" he says. "You need to be taught a lesson I see." Surprised at his words... I breath in sharply... somewhat relieved that he's stopped pinching my nipples. I hear him walking away from me. He returns in a minute and I hear the flick. Now, tomorrow, any time. Mr. Hughes knows our rules about mutualconsent very well. No means no. Now, do you want to go through withthis?"Nathaniel was really conflicted at this point. He really wanted toexperience this weekend as a woman. He wanted to try being out inpublic. He knew he would never get another opportunity like this. Wouldbeing fucked be so bad? Would he be expected to do anything else? Henodded again.Sylvia looked at him doubtfully. They had just about finished the meal."Come. He was in dire need of a haircut, and his usual barber ison vacation for the next few weeks. Normally, he could wait out the fewweeks by wearing a hat, but not this time. It was a fairly standardsalon, a small place though, just two chairs and a mirror."Hi there!" the hairdresser, a blond woman in her thirties with a nametag that said her name was Erika, exclaimed as she was setting up herequipment next to one of the chairs. "How can I help you?" I need a haircut," Chris said, sitting down in. Jab bhi jaata sab log gale milte jab parveen gale milti to bahut choti hone ke kaarn bo bahut achi lagti.ek din jab main mama ke ghar geya to phir veisa hi hua magar jab parveen ne mere ko apni bahon mein liya to mujhei apne jism main kuch sirnah si feel hui. Uske baad vo sab bolne lage ke aap to free hain kiya hamare ghar kuch din ruk nahi sakte mama mami ne mama ke gauon kuch din ke liye jaaja tha ( mami ki maa bimar thi) to maine kaha theek hai. Maine apne ghar phone karke bata diya ke main.