” she mentioned, glancing at my sex, and walked away.I looked down at my shriveled mess and rolled the rubber off of me. Semen, trapped behind it, s...arted dribbling out of me like a leaky faucet. The relief from it was monumental though. Finally, I could actually feel life go back into my manhood.The Barbie doll dominatrix was something to behold alright. But I didn’t know if I could go through her demanding regiment every day for the next year. To be honest, she scared me; especially after. I knew there were some boys who wouldn't look at a girl unless she had big boobs sticking way out in front but they were sort of the clueless types who usually turned out to be a "bum" lay.My first boyfriend ever in high school had pounded my ass pretty hard and had absolutely no interest in playing with my boobs In fact, he never ever tried to touch my nipples. After he filled me with his creamy boy-seeds and gave a much-needed boost to my self-confidence, I knew all men would have no problem. Once properly attired, you will present yourself to me for inspection and your first taste of correction.” Mistress smiled to herself when she saw that “Stephanie” was sniffling softly, she ignored him and proceeded to slip him into the open bottom girdle, then attach his sheer black stockings to the suspendes. A playful slap on the bottom followed and without a word Mistress left the room while he quickly got dressed. Once all the clothing was on, he caught a glimpse of himself on the full. I hope the bear was not coming home for a snooze.Whatever it was, probably a possum or two, went on by and we both relaxed, except for one part of me. She breathing seemed slow and regular; I hoped she was asleep, but then she said, "Have you ever slept with a girl?" None of your business?" I said, pulling my blanket higher on my shoulder."Poo," she said, and then, somehow, we did sleep, her hand on my hairy belly.I awoke very early, iron rigid and piss hard, but also sore from our bed of dirt.