' It took me out of myfemme mind space but hey, it will just be for a moment. Then, just ashe was passing by me he says, "Hey buddy, your pink panti...s are showing.You might want to tuck them in."The first three stages of "caught cross dresser guilt" rapidly wentthrough my mind:Fear: Oh my god what am I going to do now! What's going to happen tome? My secret is out, my life is ruined, my career over, I can never gohome....Of course I realize that all this panic is for nonce. This guy does. One night when we were playing she said she wanted to see how many fingers she could insert 2, 3, 4 then I tucked her thumb in and she drove her whole hand in and had a shattering orgasm which I abetted by working her wrist in and out. Then she said with a wicked grin, "You try." My hands being significantly larger I could only manage 4 fingers but deeply up to the knuckle.She came and came.The next time we were together we were making out when she suddenly stood up took my hand dragged me off. He knelt down, and showed me the flogger.“Meet your new friend. You’re going to become intimately acquainted.”I looked at it, then whispered, “Yes, please.”He stood up, and dragged the strands of the flogger over my ass. It was suede, and felt sensual against my skin. I shivered again. Then he changed direction, and drew it slowly up my swollen pussy lips. It felt both soft and obscene at the same time. I started to shake.“How many lashes are you getting, slut?”I thought quickly, and said,. What I didn't see was a big, fucking rock right in my path and I tumbled right over it, scr****g myself up, knocking my head on another rock and generally fucking up my knee. But that wasn't going to stop me when I'd managed to get this close!He pulled in shortly after and led me to a spot where he was sure we couldn't be seen from the road. Even with my ouchied knee, I was a good girl and got down on it in the gravel as he pulled his cock out and grabbed my hair. He asked me if I was sure I.