I wanted to be a woman. She smiled and told me to head for the shower.While in the shower I was not paying attention to much other than how good the s...ower felt. I heard Sheila getting the sink area cleaned up. Then she told me a strange thing. Sheila told me the first thing is a woman should not have any hair below her eye brows. I had not even considered any thing like that. She laughed as I stood there not knowing how to go about it. I must have had a strange look on my face. Sheila told me. A lead extended from his small collar to her hand.With a wicked smile playing across her lips which I found slightly disturbing she asked “Is there anything we can help you with”Surprised I stammered out that I was going into the bushes for a piss, my cheeks blushing with colour under her stare. She smiled back and looked at her slave. “It has been a while since my slut has had a shower, would you be so kind as to allow him to kneel under where you are going to pee, I think it is so good for. Smiling as she panted, she reached one wet hand up to caress his cheek, and found it tense from his efforts to please her. His gaze never wavering, he slid his hand down across her stomach to the place he knew she wanted him to be. He found the small, engorged pebble of her ecstasy and lightly nipped her clit between his thumb and forefinger.She gasped, her hips bucking. Over and over the tiny tweaks and nips came until she was throbbing with need. "Please," she whispered. "Make me. "As you read my words of seductions and erotic splendor,” he said softly, “may I caress your bosom and suckle your breasts?"Neve’s mind raced. Adagio was standing before her, removing the cloth from her breasts, exposing the milky white skin. He leaned forward and began to suckle. Doing so milk ran down Adagio's chin as Neve swooned, thinking she was lost in her dreams.“Who are you?” she asked.“I am Adagio,” he said. “Read for me, read my words.”Neve found her tablet back in her hand. The.