The most pervasive and perverse rumor was that something chemically different in the water had caused most of the transgender citizens of the city con...uming it to have special effects. The effect in question is that their cum was incredibly potent and addicting. Their cum was inert to other transgender people, but to everyone else, consuming too much cum in a short time would cause the consumer to go cock-blind or cum-drunk. Eventually, the consumer would succumb to being a bonded slave to. "My Lord?"She nodded, a touch of concern creasing her eyes. "Yes, my Lord. You are my Master and Lord. You don't need to apologize for taking what you want." Did you call Vikkor Mistress and Lady?"She nodded. "Though she preferred Mistress."Yeah, she wasn't much of a lady. I didn't say it, but it was close. "I don't require any of you to call me Lord or Master. I'm not your master."Her eyes darted back and forth quickly, she was scanning her memories. "What should I call you then?" How about. We had a natural rapport and spent more time together socially too, but I still hadn’t got around to asking her out. I couldn’t understand what was wrong with me because I was not normally this shy about asking a girl out, even when I did really like her. But each time I got to the point of asking her I lost my nerve and let the moment go. When we were out with the others, she and I would always end up chatting and hanging out together, which I was enjoying immensely. For some reason I worried. She immediately started sex chat. She told that she wants to masturbate and wanted me to make her cum. We had an amazing talk for almost 4hours. I cummed twice while talking. I don’t know how many times she must’ve cummed. She told that she would love to spend a weekend with me and asked me to meet her on Saturday evening. We both reached the place decided on time. She sat in my car and directed me to her place. She used to stay with 2 other roomates but the other 2 were out of station for that.