I know that Eve will not let me touch her there, against the rules! I can see that she is very slightly damp now. I can smell her sexual odour: a must..., sweet smell. I also know that she will let me lick and suck her tits, but I ask her anyway. She says it's OK, so here I go! I suck on her tits and flick at the nipples with my tongue. I run my tongue around the areola and then suck as hard as I can. She gently moans when I do this. I am very stimulated now and I can feel that my dick is super. " she said as she sat down atthe foot of my bed."Well, I'm fine," I told her, not really feeling like discussing myfeelings with her. My feelings were mine alone and nobody's business."I can tell there's something wrong. Why are you hugging yourself?" sheasked.I noticed that she was right in that I was hugging myself. It was asubconscious reaction, me trying to cover up myself. I felt nakedbefore her. I decided that telling her the truth would get her out ofthere faster than being difficult. Mistress Dora had left her a list of how the guests like their steaks cooked. The list included seat numbers that matched with a particular guest. A tossed salad and fresh peas and carrots were to be prepared as well. When slave Connie entered the dinning room, she was greeted with her Master and Mistress and a dozen guests all seated at the table. Master Jim sat at the head of the table with Mistress Dora along the side of the table to his right. The guests were seated along both sides of. Let me give you guys a quick recap of the last parts. I had cross-dressing, BDSM and women domination fantasies, and used to jerk off my penis and one day my wife Koel came to know about this. Unusually she accepted it and promised me help by fulfilling my fantasy. In that process I discovered my true self, as a sissy woman and continued living like one. My wife also joined me by becoming my man and so we decided to get married again, but now in the opposite roles.On the day before marriage.