”Dan, dressed in his best suit, practiced his deepest, most manly voice as he stepped upto the door. He then opened it and stared across the thresho...d at a robust but stylish looking man. “Yes.”“I’m looking for Disha?”“Ah. Then you must be MIke?”“I certainly am. You?”“I’m her… husband.” Dan felt the back of his his head before then offering his hand to greet Mike.. “ I’m Dan. Nice to meet you, Mike.”“Oh. Her husband. Right… Well, you do know why i’m here?”“Of course. Come in off the street..” . .. not Okay," I said again. However, itdidn't alter a fact that my voice was still sounding like a soprano. I didnot want to keep speaking and sound like a girl as I am a male. I startedfreaking because things were totally off track.It was merely a short period of time then I experienced my hand weredifferent becoming a female-like hand, my hair grew long and voice waschanged totally. Just at that moment, my brain was stunned, my heart bitran fast and my lips got dry.So, I told myself I need to. Suzy came into the room and sat on the sofa to watch. Then Mazen took my lingerie off and he pushed me to the bed and ordered me to face downwards. He opened a couple of cabinet doors across the room and got out some chains and shackles, it was the first time I saw real bondage gear. Then he put on the shackles on my feet and hands, and before fixing the chains he put a thick pillow under my belly. He revealed concealed rings fixed to the bed, and started to fix the chains to each leg and hand. Imagining what they wanted. Imagining above all what it would be like. I remembered a day when I had stayed home from school feigning being sick but really planning to spend the day in the empty house in my older sister’s bedroom playing dress up with her things. She had such beautiful things. I hid in her closet when she came home at lunch with her boyfriend. I peeked through the closet door louvers and listened as she gasped and moaned and almost screamed for the next 40 minutes and then.