"Put the shoes on," she was told, bending at the waist and spreading her feet slightly as she obeyed. Returning to her upright, standing position, she...awaited his next command."Bend and spread," she heard, automatically bending forward at the waist until her bare back was parallel to the ground, simultaneously using her hands to pull her ass cheeks painfully apart, revealing the interior of both her lower holes. She winced as her butt plug was unceremoniously yanked from its home, and then. He soon realized he was not in hisbedroom. Elliott ran across the landing, running as fast as possible,wondering where he was, as he was running he saw a weird shape in themirror on the wall, a feminine looking person which was odd becauseElliott had always been very masculine looking.Soon Elliott realized he was not as fast anymore and not as tall, he didnot feel like himself, His hair was longer and curlier, his skin was alot paler, his whole body seemed to have shrunk. Curiously. The aching between my legs was unbearable as a rested him at my entrance once more; this time granting us the satisfaction that we were both craving.I started slow; accustoming my body to his, but it wasn’t long before my hands were tugging at his hair and thighs rubbing relentlessly against his. The room was filled with breathless moans and the harsh slapping of skin as I rode him, alongside the playful slaps from his hands upon my behind. His mouth found my breasts; his hot tongue flicking. " "Oh?" "No, Sir. And we British are a proper lot sometimes, so in the interest of proper protocol, I have something to ask you." "I am listening." Chelsea dropped down onto her knees in front of him, between his spread legs. She sat on her heels with her head lowered in the submissive position he had taught her. "Sir, I would like to formally petition you to become your submissive. I sit here in front of you Sir, ready and willing to surrender and submit myself to you for your use and your.