Finally the topic changed to sex and eventually to bondage. Over the years, I had some experience with binding my dates but it had always been pret...y simple – handcuffs and using my necktie to tie their hands behind them. And that was about it. But, Cindy and I began talking about stricter bondage. She told me that she had never been tied and didn’t think she would like to be involved in that sort of activity. I continued to pursue the issue and she continued to resist. I thanked Jenny with a big kiss, collected my male clothes in a carrier bag, and left.Ben was genuinely impressed when he saw me. Jenny had had much more time to work on me than was available to the girls at the show, and had done a much more professional job. I felt great, and if modesty permits, looked great too. Ben took me in his arms and hugged and kissed me, I responded in the same way.Ben had booked a table at the very best restaurant in a nearby town, famous for its Thai cuisine. I knew. One of the men holding Kate let go to grapple with Monday, and she took the opportunity to spear her fingers at where the remaining man’s eyes would be if his face wasn’t a blur. He yelled out in pain and let go of her, and she rushed to help Monday. The rope they had been restraining her with hadn’t been fully tied, so she looped it around the man’s neck, pulling him back and giving Monday an opening to smash the butt of the candlestick into his face.“Demerits!” Ms. Tisdale admonished them.. ?Like I was starting to say before bitch boy interrupted me was that we are going to convert another white boy into a sissy slave. We’ll break him just because we can and he has such a small little dick. In fact show the nice people how small it is.I started to talk again but Jamie took a step toward me. I reached for my belt buckle and started to take it off. Then I unbutton my pants. I hesitated for a second and Stacie just yanks my pants down. The whole room erupted into laughter. My face.