"Just fucking do it, bitch."The next morning I weighed my options. One day of minor humiliation was better than spending my life in a wheelchair and e...ting everything through a straw. I got dressed using the things in the bag. I pulled on a pair of pink cotton thong panties and, had to push my somewhat small dick back between my legs to make it fit right. Next were a pair of cut off jean shorts, which just barely covered my ass; a plain white undershirt, the only masculine item in the bag; and. At 10am, I reached there he was waiting for me in lobby. He was smiling As we enter in the room, he put a “no disturbed tag”& bolt the inside door. I could not even sit he held me tightly. While kissing my lips, his hands moved to my gaand. He hold me very tightly from behind that i could feel his lora there in between my legs. I was trembling & completely in his hand, he was attacking me wildly. I said,”Itni jaldi kya hai”. “Sali, badi muskil se tu mili hai, aaaj tujhe janant ka mazza doonga”. Caught in the powerful throes of my firstfully dressed orgasm my knees buckled as wave after throbbing wave hitme. I could feel myself drenching the panties, the pantyhose thenfinally the panty girdle then felt the cool wetness at my tightlypacked mound as the fall breeze once again swirled around my legs andup my dress!I had caught myself so I didn't fall and soon managed to regain mycomposure and return to my apartment downstairs locking all the doorsonce again as I went inside. I quickly. Tomorrow could not come soon enough.It was with little trepidation that he entered the store again the following day; there, this time dressed entirely in black, was the buxom matronly woman, oozing dominance. The figure sent a shiver down his spine as she sneered victoriously at the return of this feeble male; he wondered about the significance of her being dressed in black, little did he know it was to signify the funeral of his old persona forever. Once again the two equally dominant.