It's aconstant challenge to keep my shoulders back, chest out and confidence up.Dianne is 110% female; she is feminine in every way. She had used her...alents to guide me through the makeup so my eyes looked huge andsparkled. My features were made as feminine as possible without being"overdone". With laser treatments and some ongoing electrolysis, my faceis becoming smoother, but with the makeup as it was, you cannot tell thereis a shadow below. All these things have made me more comfortable,. Pure male, no artificial additives.’ ‘Because deodorants would make the animals suspicious, I told you.’ ‘You did. I’m surprised you can’t smell me, I’m so wet.’ He grinned. ‘I can.’ She began to unbutton her shirt, his eyes fixed on her hands. A smile spread across his face as she cast the shirt aside, reaching for the button on her waistband, sliding the zipper down, lifting her ass and wriggling out of the trousers. She sat on the groundsheet and reached for her boots. He stopped her. ‘Keep. He looked at me with fire in his eyes, “Okay. That’s the last thing you get to force me to do tonight. I’m in charge. Don’t ask questions. If you want me to stop because you don’t feel safe, just tell me. I don’t want to hurt you, baby. I love you. I want this to be fun.” “I love you too. I trust you, babe.” “Good. Then are you ready for some fun, my slave?” “Yes, master. I’ve been waiting all week for this.” With that, he picked me up and pushed me against the wall once I wrapped my legs. Suddenly the room went black and she fell forward; how long she was out she could not tell but she was now laid on her bed as she came around. Gone were her bra and panties and she was alarmed for she felt something strange; her cunt was tingling like it did when she played with her clit; for as a virgin she had never seen a cock let alone play with one. She glanced down at her body and screamed for her tits were clearly being squeezed as she could see the indentations of the fingers gripping.