When I went back to see the consultant for my 5-week check-up after the plastic surgery I decided to ask a special favour of the surgeon. I was now so...pleased with my look and the way I felt, that I knew that I wanted to have full gender reassignment surgery. I was not going to be allowed to have full surgery until I had completed a real-life test of a year living full-time as a woman. In the meantime, I had to live with a hormone system in chaos. The oestrogen was doing a fantastic job but it. He looked at me and said, ‘you know I am going to be fucking you before we go to sleep lol’ Finally we both got up and went into the kitchen to get something to eat and headed to bed. I couldn’t wait to feel Tom’s cock again, so I got between his legs and gave him another blowjob, I loved sucking his cock, I also licked his balls, I licked that good ole boy everywhere around his cock, he started to pull me up. ‘ I gotta have your ass again, so I laid on my stomach and he laid on top of me, put. They would just move the glider back and forth until I was begging, then turn and go away. Finally, after what seemed like hours of teasing, he brought everyone back into the hallway where I was restrained. He asked if I had learned my lesson on being bratty. When I nodded he pulled the gag out of my mouth. My jaw was very sore but I didn’t complain. I deserved his ministrations. But I remembered my manners.“Thank you Sir. I have been punished for being bratty. There are no excuses and I will. The sisters looked at each other in silence. Isabel had not been so lucky after all.A day later, the two Blanchart sisters sat shaking with fright in the presence of their un—cle. They had been shut in two tiny cages, hardly a meter square, in a dark cellar full of blood chilling instruments of torture. They tried to cover their private parts as best they could. Claire brought her leg across covering the front of her. Lucien admired the thigh. He would ad—mire the rest later. All in good.