We simply outnumber them by too great a margin.Unfortunately, I don't have the nerve to walk into a scene club cold. It's too intimidating for a novic... like myself.Consequently, I may be faced with accepting my fate as just another sub wannabe doomed to a vanilla existence. At age 39, my submissive life is currently limited to my frequent and secret visits to various femdom websites.Believe me, I've tried to suppress my submissive desires over the years, but they always resurface. Sometimes. Long blonde hair away from the front of his... her...sexy blue eyes and sweetly gorgeous face. That simple act seemed soperfectly natural that anyone seeing it might have concluded she'dbeen doing it for years.How could she not notice any of the fantastic changes that had beenmade in his body?Especially that tight little ass he now possessed. And then therewas - I'd be more than willing to bet - her obviously damp andprobably inviting pussy just waiting for some man to come along.Even as I. Many came by ship and marvelled at our docking facilities then at just about everything else. They were not kept away from the open hearth furnace because there was just too much technology here for them to duplicate our work.The track was laid quickly and the tractor recalled. The wheels were removed and rail trucks put on. Tertius spent the day transporting his family then all the other people to the coking plant and back. There was no way to turn around so he pushed one way and pulled. Master comes through the door and drops his brief case, he comes up to me and gives me a firm squeeze on the rump as I am finishing putting dishes away in the kitchen, then he goes into his office and turns on his computer and I think oh shit, I try to stop him before he turns on the screen to the pictures of girls being spanked, Master gets this grin on his face as he tells me to come here. I slowly walk over to master and he asks me what the hell is this shit! I just stand there looking.