I was wearing tighter pants and shirts. I usually wore sandals, without socks, my polished toes peeking out. One day I was sitting in my office and an...officemate, Sheila, appeared at the door. When I looked up and said hi, she came in and shut the door behind her."You look very different these days," she said, smiling.I hadn't officially come out as yet but it excited me that my new femininity was noticed."Yes," I said, deliberately putting a little lisp in my voice, and speaking a little. "Immediate." Matron looked down at the bewildered male who squirmed in the straps he remained in after winching down; he watched as his captor strutted urgently to a large chest at the end of the room, placed so that the captive could see and enjoy exactly what was happening. The smiling bitch lifted a noose attachment with an 'O' ring fitment which would be attached to the rope on the appropriate gallows; she took pleasure in holding it high so there was no doubt as to what it was, and paced. There was no escape, he possessedher totally. He was going to beat her mercilessly she knew, it would be muchmore than she could stand, she would scream out to die. But it would be no use.However much she screamed or begged, he was hermaster, there was no escaping him. ??????????? ?Take your clothesoff,? he said. ??????????? She took off her smock.She could feel his eyes on her, assessing her like livestock at the market ? horseflesh,or another milk cow. She wanted him to approve, nothing. It would take a hell of a pep talk to get him enthused and ready to break a personal record.Debbie saw Bradford talking to the man. They pointed in her direction. She had no idea what they were saying. She guessed that Bradford was hyping the guy up and that she was supposed to give him a private little cheer of encouragement. She smiled a winning smile and danced around a bit before launching herself into the air, legs spread far apart. She thought she would pull herself apart all the way to.