He led me with a chain about my neck, like a dog, a quirt in his hand which he used regularly on my bottom. There were six or seven of them, and I wen... around twice. My jaw still aches." Who is he?" I asked, and she told me his name."He's one of Clinton's advisors," she said. "They say he forces confessions from captured spies, that sort of thing, counterintelligence they call it. He enjoys pain. I thought he was something quite special, kind and thoughtful, when I married him, rich as well.. The doctor will be in later this afternoon, he might want her to stay over one night.’ Peter checked his watched. It was after 9:00 a.m., and he was exhausted, ‘Is there a place I can stretch out for a while?’ The nurse gave him a thoughtful look. Normally anything like that would be out of the question. But it was January, the place was empty and would most likely see little activity, ‘You should go home.’ ‘I’d like to stay. I mean in case she wakes up and needs somebody.’ The nurse looked. As she was hanging there, Mistress White moved heraround, no doubt so I could see what had been done to her so far, Ihad thought the slave was female due to her feminine face and bigbreasts until I saw she was undergoing transformation like me, thoughher cock was obviously bigger than mine, it was locked in a tiny,painful looking tube, she had quite a few tattoos, in an ornate brightpink script, she had " sissy whore" above her ass" sissy slave" and abar code above her locked sissy clitty, her. We have been married for over forty five years. I need to tell my unbelievably Wild hot story. I met my lover while shopping with my sister. When I first put my eyes on him my pussy got instantly wet. I ran over to get my sister to show her this man because you could see his dick print in the front of his shorts. I told my sister that at least ten inch’s and she said twelve so I went up and started talking to him and gave him my number and said call me but I am married and I don’t love my.