She was wearing a very short skirt that stopped above her stocking tops, on her feet were high heel shoes and she had on a blouse that revealed far mo...e than it should. Needless to say, she looked stunning.“Headmaster, the housemistress sent me.”“For what reason are you here, what have you done?”“It is embarrassing sir; I would rather not say.”“I do not think you have a choice, what have you been doing, come on out with it girl.” I used my best strict headmaster voice. “I have been letting boys. You might be wondering if I’d really blackmail you into a life of extreme perversion. Or if I’d totally fuck you over for refusing to do the slutty things, I will demand you to do. The answer is fuck yes. I wouldn’t hesitate. Sexual blackmail is a game to me. I guarantee you, SLUT, that I will get you to do whatever I want. Remember what you applied for! You want me to reduce you to a quivering slut and wobbling sissy and force you further and further down the road to sissification, forced. "Oh, of course son, how rude of me. You were a great help this evening. You certainly deserve it"Hearing mom's appreciation of my help tonight made me feel guilty for the plan I was about to enact and the deceit it would bring. But I know mom wanted to take things further and this would be the step to push her in the right direction. I sat down on the edge of the sofa, my dick pointing out over the rug. I had purposely forgot to bring tissues to force mom to swallow my load, lest it spill out. I made my way out of the bathroom and out to the pool area. I noticed that Mario was following me with his eyes, I could have taken my clothes off in the bathroom, but I’m never one to pass on the opportunity to put on a good show. I shivered, I pulled my shirt off slowly, my firm breast bounced a little, my booty shorts were a little harder to take off (they were skin tight) I had to struggle a little, and my boobs may have accidentally slipped out of my top. It was an accident I swear (wink.