I was P*ssed off!Raging inside, my blood boiling, I wanted so badly, to stomp up my staircase, grab Little Missy's arms, stare at that face of hers an... giver her my two cents.Yelling at the top of my voice, "Listen Little Missy, you may have had a bad day at work but what gives you the right to storm into my house and up my stairs like you own the place, huh!" She attempts to struggle away from my clutches as I tightly grip her arms. Quickly realising who was stronger in this relationship, she. "I smiled at his effort and entertained how much fun I would have withthis sissy. It was incredibly sexual, incredibly exciting -- taking ayoung male and breaking him to the point he would accept feminization andeven embrace his emasculation with the right training and conditioning.To watch him become weak and helpless, and then to watch him accept hewas now she and would never be able to live like a man ever again. Toenjoy the fear and shame in her face as the hormones began working andshe. I was already swelling when her fingers touched my cock. When her hand was wrapped around it my surging blood caused it to jump.Debbie whispered, "Yes it is big and hard already. Should I wake him up?"Marlene laughed, "Debbie he is playing possum with you. If he has an erection he is wide awake."Debbie gave my cock a firm squeeze as I chuckled quietly.Marlene turned on the recessed ceiling lights above the top of the bed and raised her ass in the air with her knees then smacked her ass with her. The discussion was interrupted by a com on Berryl's PDA which informed her of the formal decision by Vice Admiral Higgins who had the (independent) authority to buy the Yacht "Tangerine" into the Sovereign's service (not just the RMN) as a beacon ship tender — details to be resolved later. Needless to say, the Principal Herald was interested in this happening and presented a possible solution, cf the Royal Yacht; the yacht to be crewed by suitable RMN personnel with the yacht as part of the.