Every day, you will enjoy improving your mind tobe one step better in pleasing your Mistress."She placed a collar around my neck. "A collar is a nice ...ymbol ofsubmission." She let me stand there for a while, letting the feeling ofthe collar sink in."Submission is also to suppress and remove inclinations to resist." "Anypower to resist must vanish!" She fixed a pair of handcuffs on me, to letme get a feeling of loss of power. The handcuffs held my hands together,looking quite nice in front of. " "Just as you did," Dr. Trate reminded Heather. "But also just like you they would quickly discover their true girlishness and learn to love being a soft, pretty girl." "I guess you're right," Heather conceded. "It just doesn't seem right. Besides, how would you get them to see the truth like I have?" "That is quite a dilemma," Dr. Trate declared. "But don't we owe it to those poor boys to at least try to reveal the truth? Shouldn't we try to show them a better life as a girl?" "I suppose. Nice place, nice and secluded, big yard he asked?Yes I answered. My dad loves it.Care to show me around outside?Sure I said, grabbing a couple more beers we headed outside. I have no neighbors so wasn’t worried about anybody seeing two guys walking around together. It was dark and there was just enough August moon light to make out shapes.Standing there in the moonlight, out in the middle of my yard, he turned to me and with one hand undid his shorts and let them drop to the ground. Is this. "No." I said, and your eyes bulged as I spread your ass wide open, and slid the head of my cock into the opening of your ass, the tight ring of muscle yielding to the slow force of my entry."Do it, fuck my ass! Fuck it!" You said violently, and I rammed my cock all the way past the ring of muscle that guarded the entrance, burying my cock deep inside you.I began thrusting my hips so hard that the sounds of my hips striking your ass echoed around the elevator. Your ass sucked greedily at my.