Proud. Sex was not just a matter of gender - it was the ultimate self-gratification to allow anyone to have their way with me publicly and unapologeti...ally.And I felt just a little bit sore. Quite a bit in fact.My Lady, and the door lady, roused me from my sleep. It was getting dark. My Lady congratulated me on my accomplishments as I poured out my innermost feelings about the afternoon activities to her. She explained that she wanted to be sure that I had not suffered any serious. Elena pushed the dildo in slowly. Jen’s body jerked a bit as half of the dildo was already in.Elena: Wow, you nearly came already!Jen: Almost, this feels great!Elena: Well, then, wait till you feel this!Elena started moving the dildo in and out of Jen’s pussy.Jen: Please, faster.Elena: Well, well, well. Someone wants to cum.Jen: Yes, I want to cum. Please Faster.Elena: As you wish. Faster it is.Elena started fucking Jen faster with the dildo.Jen: I’m cumming!Jen experienced a huge orgasm. After. . Sometimes massage helps get things moving." Yeah ... I'm beginning to feel it." Crampy pressure was building in my belly, starting high and becoming more distinct and more intense as it moved down toward my rectum. Tensing the muscles in my bottom I held back the first one. By then a second was forming -- more intense and harder to suppress.I grimaced as it passed. "Do you need help holding it?" she asked. "Don't be shy if you do." Better safe than sorry." Roll onto your right side." I rolled. Yes I think I've almostmastered these shoes, hopefully Mummy will let me go back to the inchheels now, as I asked."No dear you're to stay in those for the rest of the day. So it willbecome second nature for you wearing high heels," was the no nonsensereply.When Daniel arrived home, I helped Mummy get the evening meal ready,while Daniel became Denise again. The meal wasn't for me, Oh no, Mummyhadn't forgotten that Jessica is having sissy food. Talk about beingtortured, just the smell of the.