We have both had several drinks now, and as usual our conversation has gone slightly naughty. We talk about fantasies and things like that, when I fee... your hand rub slowly along my leg, until it brushes my inner thigh. You are rubbing along the inner part of my leg when your finger brushes the head of my penis through that material of my pants. A shiver goes through my body as I return the favour by putting my hand on your leg and gently squeeze your inner thigh.At this point our conversation. ..your drink" I pointed to my empty hand and laughed, turning back around to get it from the kitchen. Walking in past the door, he was already holding the glass outwards waiting for me to take it from him. "Thanks" I muttered, turning to leave. Just at the door, steps away from being with Anita again his arm wrapped around my waist again. But this time pulling the back of my body into his. I could feel his neck and his head moving forward, tracing down my hair and onto my neck, before his warm. There, in large pink writing was the words “Sissy Sarah”. Even if I managed to escape all of this, I would never be able to return to a normal life. Makeup permanently on, puffy pink lips, actual tits, and this awful tattoo.“You’ll find a few more minor changes, but we’ll let you figure that out on your own. Time to get you to your room, you’ve got a busy few days ahead so lets not waste time” Miss Stephanie said, as Kim began to undo the restraints. I struggled to stand, feeling a bit groggy. Jen was in the kitchen when John got home fixing his favorite meal looking as good as ever, asking what the occasion was she just replied she had missed him. In bed that night Jen laid there thinking of the afternoon as she tried to please her husband, but had to sneak off after he fell asleep and do herself to relieve her needs. Jen’s busy social life had to be kept up as she planned each encounter with exacting skill, as she thought. Late Saturday evening John told Jen that he had to be at.