I had heard women referring to the "salty flavor" of cum, so it was no surprise. The other thing I noticed was the tang. It's still hard to describe; ...omething like honey, but salty, not sweet. The taste isn't sharp, but spreads through the mouth uniformly.I sucked in both fingers, acclimating myself to the sensations, the texture and flavor of my semen. I guess all those old prejudices popped into my head, because suddenly I felt myself wanting to gag. But just as quickly I fought the urge,. Ten strokes of the cane. Sissy Wendy was released from the chair and he collapsed onto the floor, broken, sobbing, at his Master's feet. Then he heard Samantha say, "Come along Wendy into your panties." He looked up and saw Samantha, was standing over him holding a pair of pink nylon panties. She said, "Aren't they pretty Sissy Wendy. Pretty pink nylon panties, with lovely pink frills, real sissy panties for a real sissy like you." She smiled down at him, then her manner changed. "Into them. This goes back to our prehistoric human ancestors who were probably not monogamous. Like our cousins, the bonobos and common chimps, often several males would mate with one fertile female within a few days of one another, sometimes in the midst of a prehistoric “gangbang.” These different men’s sperm would then duke it out within one woman for the evolutionary goal of fertilizing her egg, and so the male psyche was primed to find male competition arousing.How do Sperm Wars affect men today?. By the time I got home it was already 8:30. I had spent the whole day wondering around wondering if I had made the right choice. I had a feeling there was no easily falling asleep tonight, and I prepared myself for a sleepless night. I wondered what would happen if I didn't sleep, Zelda said that when I wake up I would be a woman, but if I didn't fall asleep would I still be female in the morning? My mind was racing, Hell what if this was just a prank, she'd be laughing about this for years to.