Well, she mused, you could start by tying me to the bed&hellip, Ah, ha! Frank chortled. I knew it the instant I saw that corset cutting you in half! Y...ure a bondage freak! Guilty, Tanya whimpered, barely able to keep from laughing at his exuberant reaction. So, tie me up and punish me&hellip, Uh-huh, right, Frank replied. What with? Oh! Tanya said, suddenly realizing that he didnt actually have anything to tie her up with. Well, lets see&hellip, You have a closet full of clothes, darling. Use. Perhaps I didn'tmind that speaker after all? I pulled my jeans on and buttoned up theblouse I had been wearing when I came in to change.I hesitated in front of the mirror and looked at myself; I definitelyneed to do something about these frumpy clothes. I decided from that dayforward, I would dress befitting my new feminine status - and not try tohide what I was beneath layers of clothing. After all, I wasn't ashamedof who I was any longer.I touched up my makeup and stood back to look at. Then she even poured whisky on me, i felt like a a cheap bar dancer….As usual 3 days went in satisfying her sexual needs …. I felt like a cheap whore, never allowed me any clothing for 3 days.. Whenever she wanted she had sex, whether i liked it or not …..Next week also went on the same wayOn friday she called on intercom” listen nange (nude guy), come at 10 pm”I really did not like the way she called me nanga.10 pm i went to her place, as usual i removed my clothing and kept it at bag near the. What is it about being a cyclist that makes us all a little crazy?The reason I had gone out on this little ride was to clear my head and try to process the events of that last day. I mean, let’s get real about this, okay? What man in his right mind could look at my good fortune without wondering just when the giant bolt of lightning was going to strike? So, there I was pounding my body, getting ready to cough up a lung, and I still had a grin a mile wide plastered to my face. If I was hit by a.