"Stop struggling. You are securely chained and cannot escape." I said, almost in a whisper.She responded by doubling her effort to pull out of the cha...ns and her muted screams got louder. I pulled her head back farther with a fast, forceful motion. She let out a painful yelp and stopped screaming. "STOP STRUGGLING!" I said angrily, pausing a few seconds for her to calm down. "You are now my property. Your life as you knew it is over. You will learn to obey me instantly and fulfill my every whim. But you said I could. Kate squealed. I said you could fuck his arse, not his dick. slapping again (no I didnt understand the logic either) Now Im really going to make you learn a lesson. She went back to the bottom of the bed picked up the strap-on and started to put on the harness. As I was still holding Kate down she couldnt see what was happening, she did hear the squeeze of the lube bottle though and began to realise. What are you doing, youre not going to … she began to struggle but I held. I would occasionally get a patient that was unusual to say the least. One such patient was a recent transsexual who had a nasty tumor removed from her neck. (This was now legally a female). She also needed a bit of minor plastic surgery to soften the jaw line and since I was there, why not. She could not afford the surgery, but I did it anyway. Never say I ever discriminated against anyone. I just felt like doing the job. There was something about this person that drew me to her. The tumor was. - and we kissed, gently, on the lips, not much tongue but just, well, "sweetly" comes to mind."I really need you inside me," she breathed when we broke the kiss. "You know how I am when I cum so much like that."Happy happy, joy joy. I nuzzled the tip of my chauvinism up to her pussy. We wriggled and writhed, slipping it slowly into her. ("Slowly" because after Gina came a lot, she was greatly tightened, and I, though not overly long, am a tad thick in that department.)"Perfect," she wheezed.