Her obstinacy before they left the homestead had earned her a number of slaps, kicks, and lashes with a riding quirt or bow. The bruises and cuts that...resulted were caked with dried blood. One good blow to her face with a heavy fist had left her with a black eye and a badly bruised left cheek. Marie learned the hard way that minimal cooperation was going to be necessary, just to survive. But she didn't have to like it and that attitude still showed in her demeanor.Nearing sundown, the leader of. She smiled, gestured to the bartender for another drink, and discretely returned her lady-box back to its former position on my thigh. I then understood that the move was intentional, because I realized that she removed her panties. She looked at me and said, “Is this ok?” I nodded, looked into her eyes, and whispered, “Sure.” Could this be happening? Was this woman really about to get-off in this bar? I was game. She took my hand and guided it down my occupied thigh until my fingers met her. On each page there was a picture of a man, naked except for a steel cage on his cock, and another one showing a close-up of his trapped genitalia. Below each picture there was a name and a date. She showed me the last entry, dated last week.Dave. 25 March. 5 - 0"What are the numbers?" I asked."That's the final score at the end of the night. In orgasms. Five - nil." I call it my Book of Fools," she said, proudly. "Now look up!"Stupidly, I looked up, not realising that she had her camera phone. That's when we moved in together."We were lovers for five years, Tamara. Eventually, we split up because both of us realized that we needed a real man, actually a special kind of man like you, a man who freely enjoyed dressing as a woman, wearing fetish clothes."Finally, I understood how stupid I had been all those years. I had only been concerned with myself. I confessed to Suzy and Rachel exactly how childish I had acted. Rachel stared into my eyes and kissed me full on the mouth. "Yes, my.