Rebbeca stood up and followed her Mistress to the bathroom. She washed her hands and followed her Mistress into the living room, where Laura sat on he... sofa."You belong on your knees from now on," Laura said.Rebecca quickly dropped to her knees. The power that Laura had was making Rebecca get hard again."Now, what age are you?" I'm 22 years old Mistress," Rebecca replied."Now slave, where do you work?" Laura asked."I work as a receptionist for a small business firm Mistress," Rebecca. Who am I? I asked myself."What are you thinking?" Dark Rose asked, like she was reading mythoughts."Well, er, I am asking myself who I am?" I said.Dark Rose looked at me."That is really a big question, Mistress. I mean the male sex is facinga crisis of masculinity. Every man is asking himself that question.Who am I? What does it mean to be male? Am I cisgendered or cissy? AmI genderqueer or trans? Am I binary? It is the question of the age.Who do men go to, to ask the question to? . My nipples are pebble hard and throbbing in time with my clit. Since my panties were abandoned in my room, my juicy slit is weeping huge tears of milky cream. My free hand slips between my drenched thighs; using my fingers to probe my cunt. All the while wishing it was you, instead of me. My thumb circles and flicks my clit in the same rapid pace that you're using on your cock. Everything else in the world fades, as our hands move faster. Only our pleasure matters; the sheer lust of the. My boner was so hard and pushed against my pants and eventually peeked out of my shorts on the ride home. Your little cock needs to be restrained boy, he said. A chastity belt is in your future he said smiling. I laid on the front seat and put my head in his lap and began kissing his stomach. Felt his cock getting hard again!! Asked innocently what that was. He said that I would find out soon enough. I teased his cock through his shorts. He said Daddy is going to punish you before he.