"You fucking faggot."I couldn't believe my ears. At first I thought it was just my imagination, harking back to high school when I was at the mercy of...the rather merciless football hunks who abused me. My mind had been racing for the past minute or two since being caught checking out the magnificent straight boy. I didn't know what to think. I looked to the muscleboy for some answer."Yeah, you," he said at a careful volume. "God damn faggot."I stared down in shame and terror, not knowing what. "I said, "That works for me and I am on my way."As I drove, I wondered how the d?but of my new lovely long and veryfeminine fingernails and ultra-thin arched eyebrows were extremelyfeminine would transpire, I would soon find out I had arrived and parkedmy car grabbed my purse and went to the front door and rang the doorbell,Mrs. West answered and said, "At first I did not recognize you, Jane isnot back yet; however, I think you need to explain the change in yourappearance, come in."I entered. The cameraman caught all of the sinful action. Mel was the perfect director and he made sure all the raunchy details were caught on tape. There was loud cheering when Betsy licked her own nipple and the yelling got louder when she switched to the neglected bud. Susan kept her mouth at Betsy's ear and obviously kept telling the drugged woman what to do. The nipple licking and sucking went on forever and Betsy was slightly relieved when she was ordered to stop.Betsy wondered what Susan had given. I welcomed her and invited her in with a glass of the wine waiting for her on the table. She sat on the edge of the couch showing some nerves. As we talked I saw a nice looking blonde woman who was telling me she had broken up with her last and only DOM that very week. As she talked she seemed to be getting a certain look in her eyes that was telling me she wanted something from me that very evening. I pulled out the flogger I like best and laid it on my lap. Cindy’s eyes could not leave.