... You are not prepared as you feel the leather riding crop come down sharply on your clit and mound you cry out loud and feel the thwack again. Your...body tries to save you and you faint. You come to and there is cold shudders running wild through your body. It is a second till to you figure out that your master is tracing an ice cube over your sore, swollen clit. He asks you who your body belongs to. And you manage to stammer, " Yours Sir." He whispers, " Good Girl," and pops the ice cube in. I also knew that I liked how feeling girlish felt to me.It was exciting.By two that afternoon, I found myself walking around my house, wearing Sandy's clothes. I had not wanted to give myself completely over to effeminization, and so we had compromised.What Dave saw when he walked in on his way home after his summer construction job just about did him in. He was not critical in any way. I had thought that he would make fun of me, but he did not. He told me that I was really cute, and if he did. That was my big plan. I thought maybe if he talked to me something might happen. He told me to come back at 11:30 as Mr. DAngelo would be free then. I did return at 11:30 and she led me right into his office. He told her to close the door as she left. Our conversation went something like this: Him – Hello Katherine how are you? Me – I am good. Him So you are here to talk about your career. Me Yes, I just wanted to get some advice about what would be good for me in order to advance in my. He’s writhing on the floor by the women’s restroom near the dorms.”The secretary just stared at me for a moment like I was insane, then picked up the phone to alert the school nurse. Sam and I sat down to wait for my punishment.“There’s a zero tolerance policy on fighting. You’re going to get suspended,” she whispered to me.“Won’t be the first time,” I sighed. I hadn’t gotten in trouble often, but I had a stubborn streak that had gotten me in trouble before. Suspensions at our school meant.