It was my duty to submit to Him. The initiative had to comefrom me, only me. I was to subjugate myself to Him completely, in body andin spirit. My who...e self was preparing to become His absolute domain.However, as rather swift as my decision had been, I didn't know how tobreak the news to Mustapha. He was still my man, my only man, the one andonly, and although I was about to train as a slave to be more complete asa woman, as Mustapha's woman, I still felt worried about my temporarilyparting. When we have a nice rhythm, I put my other hand on the back of her head and thrust harder and faster. It's so hot seeing her face right now, distorted with my cock in her mouth and throat. It's a nice contrast to the bitchy looks she always shoots me. The sound she's making is so hot, too, as she gags on my cock. I have to admit she's doing a good job, but I'm not ready to cum just yet. I take one last thrust so my cock is all the way inside and her face is buried in my pubes. She's gagging. I couldn't believe my luck. It was the sort of body that you only really see in magazines or online, and I was going to be experience it in real life.Sacha walked sexily over to me and started to kiss me. She placed her hand on my heaving groin and gave a sexy moan and quietly said, "Very nice".I was slowly using both my hands to caress every inch of her fabulous body but not between her legs. I could have happily just played with her for the full hour. Sacha's breathing had changed and I could. It was still good news to me, she seemed accepting and I couldn't wait tospend a whole weekend as Sabrina, a dream come true. From Friday night'til Sunday night, once a month I would be the woman I knew I was inside.It worked out fine for almost 2 years and if things went well I had about10 weekends a year as Sabrina. If I went away to a hotel I would ventureoutside and go shopping but if I stayed home I hung around the house, Ididn't want any of the neighbors to see me. My wardrobe grew as.