**My dancing improved very rapidly after that.I developed a love-hate relationship with the crop. It hurt when it marked me or stung me, and I tried t... avoid it when we were rehearsing. But in bed, I found I was yearning for its caress almost as much as for Mistress’ lips and tongue. I was thoroughly confused about what I wanted. It all seemed muddled up inside my head, so I let Mistress guide me in all things.When we finished the rehearsals, I was technically very good, largely due to her. I then caught the smell of her sweet nectar."I need you, I have never made love to anyone except Charles and I couldn't go on without alteast knowing what another mans cock feels like" She stated.Her smooth hands on my arms drew me closer as she began removing my shirt. She slid her hands down my stomach until she reached my pants. She knelt down and looked at the bulge in my pants."Lets see how big you are" She slowly slid my pasts down past my cock "Oh my god!" Her eyes lit up as she revealed. Both of you, as often as possible over the next several days, maybe a week if we can stay that long." Mistress?" Katrina looked up at me and her sapphire eyes were wide with surprise. I hadn't told her of this idea, only that I'd found someone. But it was a logical choice, the best choice and Katrina understood everything immediately. It wasn't about the sex, it was about us and our baby."You didn't know?" Dad looked at Katrina with some surprise."No, Daddy," she shook her golden hair. "But. Remember I told you I grew up in the scene? I had blown off my date for Valentine's Day - he kept me waiting once too often. I went to Ringers to catch the show and chat with some of my girlfriends. I watched 'Lance' and Dianna go into the dressing room - and you and Dianna come out. Only someone who had been in the scene for a while would have recognized you and 'Lance' were the same person. Then again, I had fantasized about you en femme for so long.... Oh, God; I wanted you so badly at that.