I was quite apprehensive as I pulled on my shorts and went downstairs, but when I entered the kitchen, I knew my apprehension was misplaced, she was s...anding at the ironing board wearing a pair of shorts (and I mean shorts) with just a tee shirt and she was singing along to a walkman plugged into each ear.I laughed as I watched her, she wasn't just ironing, she was dancing with the bloody iron like a pianist, raising her hand up and swooping down to sweep over my shirt, her feet were moving to. Marcie sped up her fucking. The black cock was pistoning into her cunt at a very rapid pace. As I watched my shock wore off. I could now hear the fucking noises that the two lovers were making. The wet sounds of them fucking and the slap of their skin contacting hard. Marcie was emitting a low soft moan. She was enjoying the fucking she was getting. Suddenly Marcie stopped fucking and got on her hands and knees. She was going to fuck the guy doggy style. The woman got off the guy's face and I. "You make a very convincing woman," she told me."Thank you," I said curtseying. "So do you." I was born this way, honey."Sadly, I looked down and said, "I wasn't." Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, Marcy." "That's OK." I'm seeing you as a woman, though." Thanks. I am a woman, at least inside." Have you ever gone out of the apartment, Marcy?" Never." You must be lonely." I am," I told her. "You're the first person to meet me out here. Back home very few knew me. I hope those back East keep in. "Slave I think the time has come for you to get a name. From now on you will be known as Kaneez."The word I was later told means pretty slave in this place."You must have also noticed that you are the only man in this harem," the princess continued. "So dear Kaneez, your purpose is not just to be an ordinary slave but a sex slave, so you can fulfill my other needs which women can't."Saying this she made climb the bed and, lift my skirts and lie on the bed face down. She then started screwing me.