This is how Rahul preferred me in bed inthe sheerest of nighties giving him the pleasure of seeing me in themost feminine and submissive form, after a...l I did belong to him nowand he was my Man. Even though in the beginning I refused to put up any effort for him,after all how could I? How could I willingly dress and prepare myselffor bed with another man? Yes I belonged to him now, but I was asixteen year old boy and a son of a rich construction magnate living arich and pampered life, where. Sitting here, naked, spent after sex. I think to myself; this is not how things work; this cannot be real. At forty plus, I have given up on fantasies and accepted that some things would be just that, fantasies, nothing more. You go about your day, do what you have always done — day after day.But then this happened. Totally out of nowhere, I had not been looking for it, never had. What a cliché. Midlife crisis to the letter. It could be a scene out of any soap opera on tv. I'm forty, and an. This was a matter of honor... This was..."No," I growled to myself though it probably didn't come out quite asthreatening with my current female voice, "I can't sacrifice my life tostop him..." You'd better not," Channel said in my mind. Back when I'd been alive, I would have been willing to fight him to thedeath...to lay down my life to stop a mad villain or save an innocentlife. However that was no longer an option. I had nothing to lose onmy own, but I had a greater responsibility than. I noticed his cock was about the same size as mine and was bigger than the previous guys I had been with but I was so horny I wanted it bad. I scooted my ass to the edge of the couch and pulled my legs back exposing my waiting asshole for him. He got down in front of me again and eased into me and put my legs on his shoulders. Slowly he started sliding in and out eventually going faster and deeper. It felt so good feeling his hot, hard cock as he barebacked me. He then started to stroke my cock.