Then she slapped me, hard. Then told me that I was to be her sissy lover. From now on I was to live my life as Annabell. We went to quite a few other ...hops, buying skirts, dresses, underwear, shoes, boots make up, etc. After a long shopping spree we went back to her place. We sat in silence as we looked at all the things she had helped me buy. Then I had to give her a fashion show. The first thing I had to wear for her was the pvc catsuit, gloves and boots. I felt soo good, sexy, femanine, free. “You love this don’t you.” I replied “yes, sir.” He continued “I like the respect”. He caressed my dick and balls, alternating between the two. My loins ached with excitement. He then stopped and said “I think we are both ready”. He told me to reach back and spread my cheeks. Mmmm, this is the moment I was waiting for! He grabbed my hips and leaned over and spat on my tight hole. Working it in with a finger he said “ you are nice obedient slut are you?” Yes Sir, I am. He. Not that she minded being humiliated, it was rather to opposite. But watching this woman satisfying herself was so sexy. The camera slowly panned up and there was the woman with black her again. She was kissing her nipple. Again she couldn't see her face because of her hair, but the deep red lipstick on her lips var clearly visible. There where other hands there too, but it was the woman who got most of the screen-time. Someone did take up a bottle of chocolate syrup and let a few drops hit. I gave a look from the corner of my eyes. I don’t know how to control my thing. She was damn sexy. They have gone to the parlor leaving me behind in the house. The stylist has turned a Divine god into a sex god. She had her hair cut till her neck. I guess she had her hair removed all over her body. Her hands and legs are shining. Then I realized why my mom denied getting the dress bought from my dad because it’s a party wear single piece slip dress. The dress was a neck-less and sleeve-less one.