If there was any ounce of resistance left in the transsexual slave, if was drained out of her, by the force of Mistress Wanda's triumphal stare."That'... right, bitch," Mistress Wanda said, "give up any hope of escaping your fate."With that, with all her weight, Mistress Wanda came down hard on Michelle's enslaved cock. Michelle cried out as the heavy woman's buttocks slapped against her stomach."I've captured you, shaved you, filled you full of hormones," The Mistress hissed at her property.. It was like a race going down the stairs to the basement, pulling my kicks off, and huffing on them like a d**ggy huffing glue. I would take deep whiffs, inhaling my own foot funk. It got better throughout the year as the sneaks got more and more dirty, and thus more and more stink. My jeans would come off quickly—then flat on my back with dick in hand. Pulling hard on it's massive 9”, well---massive for a freshman, rite ? Pulling with my right fist, with my left arm raised up to the back of my. I liked it because we all could sit facing forward and enjoy the ride together like a family.When we arrived, Renata and Rodney had my chair ready to go. They came over a bit earlier to have things in hand for us. I stepped out of the car, found myself just a bit unbalanced, and was pleased when Hawk gently took my arm and steadied me into my chair. That's when I realized that the long day might have been a little too much.André Rieu was magnificent, and we watched the concert from the King's. I slip two fingers into my pussy checking that it's wet enough for my plan. It always is. When I think Master is hard enough I straddle his lap. I think he's half awake at this point but he is laying still. Gripping his cock, I line it up with my pussy entrance and slide down on it, pushing down so that I go at least half way on his length. Master is soon fully awake and moaning and gripping my hips as I move on and off his cock, taking it deep and fully inside me. I just sit on his cock and.