Not that she normally really did, but even in our bedroom when we knew that Linda was still up, I had noticed that she didn't seem to be quite as voca... as she usually was. Now however, she was moaning and groaning with obvious pleasure, and not toning it down one iota, which I was pleased as punch to be hearing. Hearing Kay's voiced pleasure, not just in those wicked erotic little sighs as such, but hearing her telling me how good my cock felt inside her cunt, telling... demanding that I fuck. I didn't end up doing much. I went up and down for a little while and eventually just left. But I had finally done it. I had sucked a cock! And it was OK.Now let's move ahead a few years. I was getting more and more turned on by CD's, TS's and TV's and frequenting the cross-dressing forums and chat rooms. I began building up a collection of lingerie and lipstick, plus a few dildos and some DVD's. Gotta love the internet and anonymous shipping! Got some really sexy red fuck me pumps too. “It’s like trying to learn to ride the gunwales of a ship in a bad storm,” he complained.He and a small contingent of troops went with the representative of Ko Mamadi, the Mali Sultan. They spoke with the Sultan in hopes of negotiating a trade agreement, as well as letting them know that we had no designs on their territory.The most interesting news was a message forwarded from Rolt. The renegades Rolt chased had holed up in “the most God-forsaken and fly-infested village in the world. There. You know you need to address me as 'Sir', was that not clear when we spoke?' he demanded, with a firm, yet loving authority.Stunned from my ass spank, I looked up and responded, 'I am sorry, Sir.' He kissed me gently on the mouth, assuring me that he was not angry. I had almost forgotten that while here, with him, I was HIS plaything. I was OWNED by him. We had discussed this. I knew the rules. I must not forget again. “When I saw those tits of yours, I knew a corset would be the best thing,”.