He declined the offer and went home alone. The old Khari would have had someone on standby to talk to on the phone to stroke his ego while stroked hi... member by the time he got home. The new Khari went home and held his pillow tight and remembered the sensation of that hug. He reminisced about the sounds Jacinda made when she was turned on and the way her body reacted when she was in the throes of an intense orgasm. He closed his eyes and he could see the ugly faces she made when she was. He'd been surfing for porn, sifting through bondage sites, when he cameacross a photo set with a dominatrix "feminizing" her male slave."Forced Feminization" was what they called it, a whole genre of bondageinvolving the emasculation of so-called "men". He'd gotten so aroused,that he just had have more - so he did an Oogle search for "forcedfeminization" and came across the transgender fiction site, "FictionalFe-males". They didn't have porn videos, or even photo sets, but theydid have. I went downstairs and modelled myself for Daddy. "You look stunning," he said. "Absolutely stunning. I envy the boys who will be there tonight looking at you. They will find it hard to take their eyes off you, although I do think the dress is a little short." Thank you, Daddy," I said proudly, swirling around a few times hoping to make Daddy a little excited. "This is the length this year Daddy. Any longer and I would look like a frump and everyone would laugh at me!" Well, it's sure to set the. “Whhaat are you doing?” I asked. “Punishing you for trying to run away,” Mark said as he pulled up on the stud again with his lips. Mark’s tongue started to flick at my clit causing me to squirm. The combination of his licking and tweaking on the clit stud had my mind spinning so when he pushed his finger into me I couldn’t take it anymore. I let out a loud moan and squeezed his head between my thighs. My arms slammed out to the sides and I grabbed whatever was there and I squeezed for all I.