The scene played out again and againin Julian's dreams. How he wished to be either Bunny or Flossie -- orboth!His subconscious also revisited the even...s of the day. The most troublingfactor about the horrific public spanking and humiliating wankings heendured was that he enjoyed it.His bizarre girlish outfits were more stimulating than troubling. Hesimply could not see himself as anything other than a total simperingsissy, but a nagging feeling that there clearly was something 'more' outthere. "You should come with me."I thought about it for a second. My loneliness and boredom overcoming myfear of the different and unpredictable. Paul seemed nice. He had astrong chin and a head of thick black hair. Maybe he needed a wingman.Maybe the girls trusted someone with a buddy. I felt excited."Okay Paul. I'm Gabriel. Sounds Fun," I said."It will be Gabby; you are going to love it!" He said. I looked at myfeet as the soap and water swirled into the drain. I hated being calledGabby.Paul and I. He was deeply submissive from a young age. At first Brad watched femdom porn, then he started to watch transsexuals and in the end gay bondage. He was however not gay himself, he wasn’t turned on by men but by the idea of ultimate submission. As brad turned 18 he felt the urge more and more and porn just didnt satisfy him anymore. He registered himself in a bdsm site where people of his country were on and started chatting with people online. He never had any luck with women as there were far. As her spasms subsided, I felt her chin drag downwards across my navel and heard her gasp as she took in the up close and personal view of my cock plunging in and out of her mother's pussy. In her new position, I couldn't resist running my tongue over the tight pink pucker of her anus. Whether it was the feel of my tongue on her asshole or the sight of her mother vigorously fucking me, she immediately came again, gasping and writhing uncontrollably. I could hear Sharon moaning at the sight of.