Well, I tried to steal from Mistress Anne, and she caught me and decided to keep me, but as her she-male maid. I already know you like the sexy ass sh... gave me, Miss. My legs, my breasts - oh, Miss! - they're quite real - she changed me totally. The only thing left is my, well, my clitty. Yes Miss, that's what I have to call it now.How? Well, magic. Mistress is a sorceress, a witch, whatever you want to call it, and I'm the proof. Miss! oh, Miss... see? That's my chastity sheath: it keeps my. .. with anger in her sultry voice... as she lashed another trafficker across the chest with her whip...sending him sprawling along the ground. "Allow me to introduce myself...My name's Yellow Cat...and I'm going to shut down your drug smuggling operation and bring you all to justice!" declared Lara as she holstered her whip and stood with her muscular arms raised...and her muscular legs slightly apart...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the ground...watching her fallen foes. "Now. "I spent the next few days saying I was sorry, buying flowers and generally grovelling. I was very surprised about how calm she was, and except for no sex all seemed well. At the weekend my wife went shopping as usual; she returned just after lunch and handed me a bag. She said, "Things around here are going to change from now on."I looked into the bag and was very shocked, to say the least. In the bag was some sexy knickers in my size."You will wear those every weekend from now, and you will. I could tell she was getting close to her first climax of our latest encounter. My finger moved feverishly over her swollen and erect pleasure button.“That’s it but rub harder!” she begged.“Like this?” I asked, as I pressed down hard.“Yes! That’s it.” She groaned, as she got closer until…..“Yes. Yes Yes, Aghhhh!” She gasped, as her body started to tremble, and her climax hit.“That’s it, come for me you horny hoe.” I whispered in her ear, feeling as horny as fuck. And then I’m going to give you.