She only had a handful of button up blouses. She snapped a few pictures and sent them to her OWNER. As soon as the message was sent, she thought about...what she had just gone through and in her head she thought, "Her Owner". Melody had just arrived as Kimmy was carrying out the bags of clothes. Tom and Wendy were watching intently as Kimmy struggled to finish in under an hour. When the email arrived with her closet pictures, they screamed and hugged. Kimmy had taken her first step towards. I knelt and my hand twisted the butt plug, teasing her brown ring with it, pulling it out half way and then pushing back in, and from her moans, I could tell, Jenny was enjoying it a lot. I grabbed some lube, and added that to the stem of the plug, and this meant it slipped in and out much more easily. Jenny groaned and groaned, the pitch of her voice rising as she urged me on, a guttural string of yesses, mores, oh gods, fuck, fuck and more…. Now, I told her, and with a pop, pulled out the. I was more girl than boy. I was sensitive, caring, loving, and meant well. I wouldn't hurt anyone or anything. This was what I was. So be it. I was all those names and more. Later, the names progressed to transvestite, then transsexual. I heard them all as I worked my way through college. I danced, I stripped, I did lap dances and yes, swapped cash for sex. Not proud, but I set out to be free of all others and I reached my goal.By the time I was twenty-one, I had a job. I punched numbers all. “No explosives!” she admonished him.“Don’t worry,” said Jake, “If I want to do this more often, I have to make sure you enjoy it, too.”“I always enjoy it, but sometimes you overdo it. I don’t necessarily like being killed every time.” She kissed him as he left. “Tell Trish I said ‘hi’...”Saturday morning, Béla was awake and in the kitchen when Jake came out, scratching and yawning.Béla was naked in front of the dartboard. Then she wiggled her hips and shook her shoulders at him.“Hey! This isn’t.