"I agree Majesty," the old chamberlain muttered in response a moment after his sovereign had spoken. "It is indeed unbelievable. To think of the insul... that the man has thrown in our faces makes me filled with anger. A protest must be filed." Oh shut up you old fool," the King of Portugal snapped back at his chief advisor, "and let me finish speaking to this soldier."The chamberlain gasped loudly at his master's rebuke but said nothing in reply. He did not move away and he did not turn his back. I've gone shopping wearing this, I've cooked and cleaned as if I were areal girl and I've been your "slave girl". I've given blow jobs to andbeen spanked by everyone here. But what about tomorrow, Fred, when wego home, what then, huh? When we see each other, I won't be your "slavegirl". I won't be dressed like this. I'll be a guy again, right?" I hadn't really thought about it like that" he finally said."After tomorrow, I won't be able to wear dresses all the time, like Ihave this weekend." I. I didn't have any idea what I was doing. But, Sylvia, .I felt a sense of power go through me , like I had never felt before..I knew this man, this soldier, was at my mercy. Like most men, he was a slave to his cock, a slave, and on that spring afternoon I learned that about Emil and about most men and I have used that knowledge for my pleasure for the rest of my life." Did you choke on it?" Sylvia, did you choke on the first cock you had in your mouth/" Yes...but" Exactly, my dear,,yes but...I. I readily said, you can stay at my home and she agreed from this point, I could hear my heart throbbing faster than engine of my car. We reached home and I offered her some coffee. She refused and said she just wants to dance and so she turned some music on and started dancing. I offered her some of my clothes and she changed into my shorts and T-shirt by this time I had already planned that I was going to tore that T-Shirt tonight and suck her lovely boobs. She passed on the Sofa and I lifted.