?Why?? I asked, my voice sounding like the high, soft lilt of a sexy woman for the first time to my ears. I knew the change to my voice must have been...as slow and hard to notice, just as the rest of my change had been.?You wanted to be more than friends to me, and like I told you, I?m a lesbian.? She shrugged then, not having anything else to say. I saw a tear forming in the corner of her eye. Hesitantly, I reached out and captured the tear on a long nail. There was one thing that came to mind. I’ve fantasized about being tied up, but not bound as punishment.”She reaches for my cock and takes it in her mouth again. Her hands move from my thighs to the floor, between her knees. “Good…restraints are fun and very different than binding as punishment...” my hips rise and fall as my grip on her bun tightens. Resting my hips on the couch, my grip pulls her face toward my hips, sending the same amount of my cock into her mouth. Her teeth send a sensation through my shaft, “Kelly, there will. Guess the guy was too horny (lol) and they rushed to the guest bedroom. I and Tania were drinking watching ‘Sacred Games’ and started talking random shit about life. And the topic suddenly changed to sex. Though she was my best friend, I felt a little awkward to share about sex life since we haven’t spoken like that before. I told her about the encounter with my friend’s ex and she was shell-shocked.Then she told me she knew my friend’s ex-girlfriend had an eye on me and stuff. I started asking. "The sissy servants are now passing out a box of supplies you will beneeding today in in the days to come as we begin the transformationprocess," I explained. "The cost of these supplies was included in thetuition fee and over the course of our workshop we will provide eachwoman's sissy with the basics: a set of five daily and two formal maiduniforms with locking options so you can lock your sissy into her uniformeach day, several pairs of matching bra/pantie sets, nylon stockings, twolocking.