.. transfeminize myself, then perform acts... intimate acts with this, this Edgard Moneybags fellow? You want me to prostitute myself" just because th... school is short of money?"No, Frank, not just for that... but because you owe me one."He owed Mannie Hawkins more than one. Much more -- his career, his position at the school, his marriage to Cybele -- his very identity.Frank had been a menial -- a broom pusher and a window washer -- when Hawkins had intruded into his life, and changed it. My cock was rock hard and uncomfortable, pushed down in the shorts. They were cut high and the tip of my cock had grown below the hem. I dared myself to go out like this. I took a deep breath and reached for the curtain and pulled it open just as the three girls stepped back into their stall. Disappointed, I stepped out any way and looked down at how silly I looked with my cock hanging below the hem of my shorts. When I looked up again the red head was standing behind me in a new one piece this. I got attention from men wherever I went and felt so sexy. I’d looked at myself in the mirror in my baby doll and stockings and knew Daddy would be fucking me extra hard tonight.”You will always be my favourite boy Daddy” I said slowly but sexily shuffling over to him. My breasts jiggled as I walked and he watched me from head to to, his cock growing with every second and bulging in his shorts.He took me in his arms and we kissed passionately, his hands all over me and feeling my body through. “Nowhere. Put this on.”He handed me a blindfold.“Put it on” he replied firmly.I stretched the elastic over my head and put the blindfold snugly into place.“Good girl. Now put your hands behind your back.”Again I did as I was told. I heard a jingling sound and then felt the feeling of cold steel being clamped around my wrists. He had just handcuffed me!I started to get worried, but I knew there was nothing I could do about it. I felt a firm pull on the leash as Kevin lead me through the house.I.