They both were so hard and craving to be touched. Sarah was still trying to figure out how to survive this week of being a slave. She was so conflicte... in her feelings. On one hand, she felt so degraded when she was with her mistress but also so alive and turned on. She really couldn’t figure it out. The ring of her phone brought her back to the present. “Yes, Mr. O’Rourke, I will be right there.” Sarah had forgotten about her meeting with her mistress and her boss, Mr. O’Rourke, to review the. “You had this planned all along.”“Good guess, brother. But it’s too late for you to back out now.”Damn, she was right.“We need to get you looking more feminine.” She started plucking my eyebrows, eventually reaching the point where they would look OK on a guy or a girl.She took some cosmetics and applied them to my face. Slowly, I could see myself transforming into a female.“I hope you are a quick learner. You’ll be doing this every day.”Mascara and lip gloss added to my appearance, plus a dab. Her face was flushed, and her entire body was on fire as she was overcome with a powerful orgasm. Her pussy was pulsating, and still Ryan was fucking her, showing no mercy. Her eyes were closed, her head was arched back, and she was gasping for breath as her lover continued to feed her his massive pole. Finally, her legs relaxed on either side of him as she recovered. He could feel her heels banging off his ass each time he thrust into her. Her eyes were still closed when she felt his mouth on. He moved his legs apart and she stepped between them, curling her arms around his neck. They engaged in a long kiss, starting tentatively just brushing their lips lightly together, but soon kissing passionately intertwining their tongues. At long length the kiss ended, and they pulled back and looked into each other’s eyes. He lifted her T-shirt up over her body, allowing his fingertips to graze her sides and back as he went up. He lifted it away from her body and tossed it away. He stroked and.