"Later Jamie, I promise."She leaned back against the table, legs wide apart and looked at me as Sarah made love to her with her mouth, she licked the ...ittle droplets of urine from her inner thighs before moving upwards slowly and one at a time took each beautiful labia between her lips.Claire moaned softly as she felt the tongue opening her, sliding in between the folds of her cunt, her own tongue emerged and licked each lip as she ground herself down onto Sarah's mouth."Fuck her, Jamie," she. I bucked my hips trying to get at it, but she managed to keep it just far enough away.Then after a few minutes, she got on her knees between my legs, and started to blow her breath on my pecker, again an inch away. She flicked her tongue, and spit on my pecker, but was careful not to touch it. She was right about this punishment. It was worse than getting slapped and squeezed. I kept thinking to myself that if I could get the ropes loosened, I could give her a real surprise. As she tortured me. ‘I imagine he’s going to expect a little something naughty in bed tonight,’ she said with a wink and a sexy smile. Her dream sequence burst as quickly as her blood pressure rose, as she watched the deliveryman walk across the street to her neighbor’s house and ring her bell. Suddenly, her wide angled vision that encompassed the entire street of her neighborhood narrowed its focus and microscopically zoomed in on Gayle. Gayle was always getting something, no correction, Gayle was always getting. I always knew who and what I was, but she was always in control. I could only observe what happened and act within the part assigned me as my punishment."Ron cautiously caressed his firm new breasts. "I wouldn't bet on not knowing how it feels, Seltark." Our situations are not quite the same, Ron. You've only been female for a few short hours and fully aware of yourself as such for a significantly lesser time. I've been forced to be a woman through several of your lifetimes. But I suppose you.