Which, for the last two days, had been anywhere near Anna. A litany of swear words flooded through his brain even as he tried, and failed, to focus on...Carmen—Carmen who had on this sexy, silky peach-colored dress that left one creamy shoulder bare, Carmen who dripped an earthy sexuality, whose room he’d spent the night in…who, despite all of that, he was having a hard time paying any real attention to. And not because he was distracted by the way the fabric of her dress was clinging to her. I did nothing. “Come on do something” she was screaming now. I gave her little slap on the leg and she jumped. I slap again, this time harder. She moaned. My God she was loving it. I twisted her nipples and made her scream and then slapped her boobs. She was shaking all over and breathing heavy. I couldn’t wait. I untied her but left the blindfold on and then fucked her doggy style. She came so quickly I thought she was faking. I wasn’t as I came as well.Once she calmed down she said it was so. Even now, writing this in my diary, it's still almostimpossible to believe. But it's her face staring at me from the mirror.Quickly figured it must be the medallion that did this - some sort ofmagic, maybe? - and that touching Jan's dress was what triggered it. Sotouching it to my clothes should change me back. Only it doesn't. Kepttrying, but nothing happened. Don't want to be a chick, but looks likeI'm stuck like this.What the FUCK am I going to do?!! Tuesday, June 27thHad the worst few hours. I feel your fingers wrap around my throat as you slide the strap-on deeper into me, restricting my breathing looking down at me with contempt as a mistress should to her sub... Then releasing me I struggle for air... You step around and undo the handcuffs, I shake my arms to improve the circulation, then you help me stand and pull me over to the bed... You lay two pillows down and get me to lie on them so my legs and ass are up and open for your use, then you tie my arms again, this time to the.