“You like being a submissive, right?”“Yes,” I answered.“Yes what?”“Yes Master?” I asked, unsure of what he wanted.“No, I’m not you... Master,” he corrected me. “I don’t own you and you haven’t earned the privilege of calling me Master. You may call me Sir.”“Yes Sir,” I replied.“What do you think you might like about being a submissive?”I thought about it for a few seconds and answered “I think I would like the praise I might receive when I please my dominant, I like the idea that I can focus only. "Get undressed, Richard, and sit on the bed. I want you to show me exactly what you did."So I did. I wrapped my fingers round my cock and rubbed it the way the man had shown me and it got hard in no time. I didn't look at my mother, I just looked down at my penis. "Go on, Richard, show me exactly how you made all that sticky stuff." And I thought Wow. Maybe women do know about spunking up and stuff. By now, I was enjoying my wank so much, I sort of forgot that my mommy was watching me. I just. She saw Dave's choice in wardrobe and decided to join him. They ate their food and when finished Dave calmly stated, "I really stink, I need a shower. Will you join me?" I believe I will join you Mister Haverchuck." Emily said smiling at Dave across the table.Dave and Emily walked over to the bathroom and occasionally each would sneak a look at the others "naughty bits". They got to the bathroom and Dave started up the shower, "After you madam" Dave said with a wide smile on his face. Emily. It's a first stage in accepting your change."It was almost d?j? vu as I shepherded her around a clothing store. Someof the sales staff looked down their noses at her but I was in a hurryand had no time for niceties. At least with my own experience I couldhelp her out. I did not get her much, just some basic underwear, someblouses, a pair of jeans, a skirt and a pair of shoes. "You are like awhirlwind," she complained. "And this bra, I feel like I'm in aharness." "You'll get used to it. It fits.