"It's something that only the most worthless sub-human pieces of dog-excrement tend to go for, though." She noted, quite spitefully."Yes, Princess." I...replied."Would that be something that might interest you?" She asked, with a rather impudent and expectant look on her face."Of, fuck yes!" I blurted out."Yes, I thought it might." She smirked, making me feel incredibly small and inferior. "We'll book you in for some toilet-training at the end of today's session."I nodded rather pathetically."So,. I just figured that I couldhave gotten away with this little outing. Her next words though, gave mehope. "What I haven't been entirely honest with you about though, is Idon't mind being with a woman...In fact, I tried it a couple times incollege and really enjoyed it..." I looked up just in time to see a slysort of smile cross her features as she confessed this last part.She continued, seemingly getting more confident. "Well hon, it seems thatyou are in for quite the night. Originally, I. I do it again a little harder scr****g my fingers down your neck. Then with my face close to yours, I place my hands firmly around your throat. I kiss you hard, forcing your head back against the wall while driving my tongue deep into your mouth. Then in a very demanding tone I begin commanding,"Now, listen. Tonight I'm going to use you anyway I please. You have nothing to say about it. Do you hear? Nothing." I squeeze a little harder around your throat. Understand I mean business. I lick up. I was thinking that on the day of the wedding I would rather only wearthe corset and have an alternate for the panty girdle, I was wanted tofeel the panty on my bare skin; I did not think I would have to wear agaff as well.A suspender belt was next and was followed by stockings. Beverlyslipped a pair of fluffy slippers on tom my feet and then asked, "Whatkind of dress would like to wear Christine?"For me that was an easy one to answer. "Well anything frilly andfeminine and it must have lots.