Wow Katie was all too eager for a lesson. She was a little cautious when I required her to be partially naked; she bought the “mental stimulation”...theory. So on that Wednesday afternoon Katie laid on the overstuffed sofa, with only a pair of white panties on while I straddled her waist. Her dainty fingers caught on instantaneously on how to stroke the length of my dick. It was a mere minute later I announced that I was ready to squirt. And how I did squirt! Over and over cum exited from my dick. "Yes, I love being a woman. I love being feminized andmade to wear you clothes and feeling like this. I will let you doanything you want to me. Just let me cum in my panties." I would doanything she wanted, make love to her any time she wanted, and wearanything she wanted me to. I wanted to be her female lover and have hercontrol me, tell me what to do. I begged her to continue to stroke me andmake me cum in my new panties as a woman in heat. I was in heaven as shesaid that she loved making me. "I don't know if I can do this," She said as her dark blue eyes focused on my dick. Thinking of how she had compared me to her father I asked, "Are you afraid I will compare you to my mother?" She giggled again and said, "I'm sure she has blond hair where I have blond hair." "Can't tell unless you take your hands away so I can see." She moved her hands to the hem of her sweater and lifted it up over her head. Her bush of curly blond hair was slightly darker than mother's but shorter. She draped. This was going to be SO easy!James and Rashumba were just back from Paris and at her insistence, they had gone to see how the hated Clementine was doing. Rashumba looked at the work returns and punishment sheets and was angry to see that Clementine had not been whipped for a month."Can't you increase her quotas?" she asked the head guard, her eyes flashing venom,"We are and she seems to eat work. She's strong, Madam. Very strong. We watch out for the slightest infringement and we pounce. But if.