Obviously they were confident of their ability to break any will-power I might still have. Looking over their delicious naked bodies I rather agreed ...ith them. But the insidious something inside me made me want to try at least to prove them wrong. “Shall I start the clock?” asked Tomoko. Natsuko nodded, and she pressed a button on a big timer on the wall. It was angled so that I couldn’t see the figures. Clearly I wasn’t to be allowed to know how much time I still had to endure their treatment.. ...He stands and moves towards meKisses me ever-so-gentlyOn my bare shoulderThen says what I didn't expect"Bethany, don't worry, that's the most fun I've had with a trannie - ever."Don't worry!I am worry personified!Never been more worriedIn my entire life!I am the embodiment of 'worry'With very good reasonI've just sucked a cockHe's telling me not to worry!I'm standing, staring, wondering what to do, whet he will do with me -Or to me - nextBut suddenlyI know I need not worryHe's coming towards. On fire.Each time he touched her, her skin burned his fingers. Further down, the betrayalof moisture trickling down her inner thighs, with droplets on the floor beneathher, said she was nothing without sex. Her body pulsed in unison with her throbbingclitoris, as she hung from the cleat. She was desperate for human touch, anytouch, whether it be the bite of a clamp, the sting of a whip or the frictionof his cock impaling her. He rose, moving the chair aside. He traced the insides of her legs,. So was quite surprised when coming home after swing shift several days later at about 12.00 AM on a Friday night Jane met me at the door wearing the red and black see through lacy outfit she had worn for the audition. She told me that she wanted to dance just for me, soft sexy music and a low dim lights followed as she tried to act as sexy and as raunchy as possible while taking off what little she wore, and was soon telling me that she not only got the job as a dancer, but she was also offered.