We'll show you how to put it on. Then it is your responsibility to clean it and wear it.'Mr. Newnen opened the buckle and slid it up one of her legs. ...hen he lifted it to her waist and the two fingers poked her pussy folds and little ass pucker. He positioned one at the entrance to her pucker and one at her folds. 'You see, it fits like this.' and with that he pushed up with his mighty hand driving both of the little fingers into her. Her legs shook but Mr. Newnen kept holding them into place.. " he grinned back. "I beliefthat your temperament is better suited to yourcurrent circumstances than it was being a male."On that note he left me alone for the rest of theevening to stew in my own juices and again curse mystupidity. Finally I managed to cry myself to sleep.That in and of itself disturbed me when I reflectedon it the next morning. Was I becoming feminine justby residing in her body or was the experiencereleasing some latent desire.Before I could dwell too much on such matters,. “Excellent, shut up for just a moment,” He grabbed my pony tail and swung it aside. I turned my head to question this. The black girl shuffled over his desk kneeing the keyboard over the side. In her hand was a thick black strap.“Um, I don’t think--”“Once you’re fitted, I’ll bring you in,” He promised me in a way that reminded I was to shut up.“Fitted?” I didn’t shut up. Technically, he could tell me what to do or to say. I was bad at those instructions, “Let go of my hair.”That’s when I. Thursdays is the day that he and I are alone at home and when we take advantage to have sex.Actually he has sex with me, because Ludwig is the one who takes everything, I let myself be done. He looks for me around the house and when he finds me he gives me a pat on the ass grabbing him, or he pulls on my neck to nibble on me while he puts a hand between my clothes.We go to his bedroom and there we start with the subject. He never wants to suck it or eat it, nor do he need it for him dick to be.