I put my other hand on her ankle pulling her legs apart. She tried to resist but not much. I touched her pussy and she tensed up. It was shaved perfec...ly smooth. My pussy was getting wet. She would not look at me and I continued to feel her pussy. I slid up between her legs and lifted her head with my finger kissing her softly. She responded kissing me back. I said " just relax I promise you will like this."We continued to kiss very softly and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue. There was a burning between my legs, one that seemed to get worse every moment that passed. His hand moved to the softness of my stomach, his finger toying at my belly button, which protruded slightly. Then his hand moved lower, to the waistband of my panties. His hand slid beneath them, down to my hairless cunny. He slid his finger over my small opening, gently massaging the soft petals of my cunny lips. Playing with myself was nothing new for me. It was a way of passing the time when I was. His wristsand ankles were further tied forcing him into a strict folded position.Once she pulled the foot portion of the nylons tightly which forced hishead back she would tie them to his elbow straps to keep them in place.Then after adding a proper white nylon chiffon veil to the hog-tied brideand then retightening all the straps and ropes she would leave thehelpless Dale to twitch and grunt, hog-tied on his satin quilted fourposter bed in his feminized room as she would then leave locking the. Are you a special breed?” “I’m the creation of goddess deities and I’m special purpose breeding livestock.” “Okay, that makes sense I guess. Do you have a business card?” “Uh, no. I don’t have any pockets and I don’t have a lot of ID other than my cattle brand and the tattoo on my head.” “Well, could I write some sort of contact for you if I get a pen?” “Of course.”This was not usual but at the same time her act seemed so ordinary. She returned from her car with a Sharpie pen and said, “Here,.