.if I had been wearing this at home Iprobably would have immediately taken off my cage and masturbated on myback with my legs in the air...but not now....now I was giving it all toDaddy...I stood up and teetered on the platforms, steadying myself withthe counter....I pulled on the skin tight minidress and forced it downover my smooth body. I just barely covered my ass, seeming to say,'It's right here, Daddy, it's all yours.'I quickly sat down and started redoing my makeup, just the basics thatI. I do not call you "master, owner". I don't pretend to understand a relationship where those words mean anything. But I submit to you entirely, knowing that in doing so, I am letting you become a part of my psyche. I am transferring my ego to you, so that my rationality and my emotions can flourish in the space they leave behind. Imagine a future when I could grant you control of my hands or my legs or my speech. What happens when I'm with you is the same, but I'm granting you control of part. When I have my dick in to the hilt I start pumping it into him. It seems like with each stroke he becomes more of a woman. With each pump his breasts seem bigger until they are big firm tits like mine. Shit he is becoming me! I see what is happening but it too late to stop myself, it just feels to good. I have to cum in his cunt. I feel my own first male orgasm approaching, with each stroke I feel myself growing, becoming more masculine. And not just any male, I am irresistibly becoming a. " FUCK ME OK JUST FUCK ME!!!" My mind went blank for a sec. Did she really just say that? The question kept running through my head. Found was one of the hottest girls in school and she was asking, no, telling me to fuck her.That was to good to pass up. "OK." I reply plainly. "OK WHAT ?" She Screams in text form. "OK as in ok I understand and ok as in ..... ok ." I say, pretty much scatter brained about the entire situatation that was unfolding in front of me. "Really?" She replied. "Ya.