I hear the tinkle of ice dumped into glasses and something being poured. Then I hear the voice of the other female say, ‘To you and your man-slave!�...�, she must be making a toast. I hear the two of you walk into the room. The darkness and restriction of the hood only adds to my excitement and I can feel my cock jumping and growing underneath me! ‘You’ve been a naughty boy!’ I hear you exclaim, and I feel the sting of your cat-o-nine tails across my ass! I stifle a groan and you tell me that I. “He and I agreed to disagree and to revisit the arrangement in the future, but for the time being Tina will be here most of the time. If we have something going, she will be able to stay with him, but overall, she’ll be here until...” she threw up her hands.“I worry about him, Ian. Sometimes, before, I caught him staring off into the sunset when Zoe was supposed to be visiting but wasn’t. His bitterness was what drove me out, not just your tall and handsome countenance,” she said.“I see,” he. My brow was pronounced over light gray-green eyes, and my jaw was solid and strong. My lips were full and kissable and for the moment not busted or split. I kept a short, neatly trimmed red beard because without it I tended to have a baby face. My slave once saw me clean shaven and fervently requested I never let my face go naked again. I had a good physique, fit and athletic and well muscled. I wasn’t big in the shoulders or chest but I was toned and lean and strong. I had a flat, hard stomach. Hisfather's face.I had always dreamt of being a father. Never in my wildest dream as aboy did I imagine I would be a mother.Cindy got engaged later that year. With our family growing, It didn'ttake long for my parents to decide that they wanted to move closer to us.10 years into my life as Christina, I was on top of the world. I knew Itook a huge gamble walking away from Alternate Tony's life. He had itmade pretty good. But I walked away from that inorder to live asChristina. I knew that.