I wanted her to have electric sex, not electric ****. As Claire hung there on the cross, I varied the controls running to her nipples and gradually in...reased frequency but not the intensity of the stinging pain. Sometimes I changed the dials and directed the deep, slow throbs of pain at her nipples and sent the stinging stabs of pain to her vagina. Then I switched. But I was careful never to move the knob above 7. I wanted to dominate her. I wanted to exhaust her. I wanted to thrill her.. "... old." Old, huh?" I pondered. What did this beautiful teenager before me look like?I smiled. "How about 'Kitten'?"She made a face. "Too young sounding." You're right," I gasped in mock horror. "I wouldn't want to be a pedophile." She slapped at my arm playfully. I grabbed her hand, and brought it to my lips."How about 'Catling'?"Her smile was immaculate. "I love it." Great." We walked hand-in-hand to the car. "'Catling' it is."I got in and started the car. "When can I see you again?" she. " I looked at Beth, and slowly nodded my head yes. Ithought I could trust her the most. "Great! Let's get started." I wentwith Beth to her bedroom, and had to endure being naked down to mybriefs as she slowly rubbed in a cream that would take all of my bodyhair off, which did not take that long. "Do the rest and wait a halfhour, then shower it all off, wash your hair and shave as close as youcan. I'll set out a few things while you do that." So began my ratherrapid transformation to Carolyn.. The first week is always prep stuff, looking over the syllabus, talking about grading, and so on.After about thirty minutes, Zoe announced we needed to go up to her room and talk. I may be young but I already knew the secret to dealing with women: just do what you're told. Still, I wasn't sure what was happening as we walked into her room. She excused herself and changed into the sleepwear she had on the previous night, including my t-shirt. She sat on the bed and patted next to her. When I.