But I couldn’t control it two weeks after I asked you to go steady! My sister is right. And Anala is right. I need to break the spell, or, as Anala ...ays, banish the demon.”“So get some professional help,” Kara said.I smiled wryly at the simplicity of the solution. Jackie had suggested that I treat it like an addiction and resolve each day not to succumb. Maybe I did need to have my head shrunk to get over Becky once and for all.“I have no idea why I didn’t think of that,” I said. “It’s. My clitty,forced to be limp inside its cage flops up and down, as I ride Daddy'scock. The more my clitty bounces in its cage, the more it reminds me ofthe humilution of submitting myself to this, of how the cage is a constantreminder of that I am not a girl. I am just a boy willing to submit myselfto almost anything so Daddy will accept his little sissy girl."Does my sissy girl like HIS Daddy's cock? Boys dont normally dress up inpink panties and dresses and let other boys stick their cocks in. After some time, my husband returned to our cabin, untied me, and removed the blindfold. He then asked me to go and get freshened up. I first hugged him tight and smooched him, in a way thanking him for the super fuck that I just had with him. So I left my cabin to go and freshen up in the bathroom.As I came out, the cabin next to us were two youngsters whose cabin door was open. They were playing some slutty music and enjoying drinks and snacks. As soon as they saw me, all of their eyes were. He needed a trophy wife, and he was willing to cough out whatever it would cost. On her own part Lynda had one condition, she would continue to run her own business as their joint schedule permitted. Andrew being a chauvinist didn’t quite like it, but he eventually accepted her terms. They popped champagne later that night and set the date for a spring wedding, and so Lynda Fox at 25, found a husband who kept her in a lifestyle she had become quite accustomed to, and even broadened her reach.