I started bobbing up and down, keeping good suction and massaging with my tongue. I was really enjoying this new experience as he grabbed my head with...both hands and started pumping his cock deeper and faster. I found my nose hitting his stomach with each stroke as his cock would enter my throat. He pumped faster and faster then he suddenly stopped, holding my head firmly, and I felt his cock pulse as he filled my mouth with his delicious cum. I instinctively swallowed, enjoying my first taste. ..so I was trying to just go with it now. And Iwas.Nicole and I met for a drink after my waxing and I told her everything;we talked and talked. I needed a sissy friend to help me stay here, andto get advice from.She was so so great, asking me all the important questions like:"Do you trust him?" Will you put me on speed dial in case anything goes wrong?"And of course, "What's his cock like?"I think she was mildly freaked out at how sado-masochistic ourrelationship was, but it wasn't like she. Shelbyasked, "Good. I see you have the corset on, have you been wearing it." Yes," I replied, "almost every day." Then this dress should fit you just fine. And you shouldn't have aproblem wearing the corset for as long as you need to."They helped me step into the dress and Mrs. Shelby zipped it up without aproblem. Then she set the shoes on the floor and I stepped into them.Then she asked, "Can you walk in those now?" Yes. I've been practicing with them."And we walked out to the dressing. Sliding off her white horse, she brushed the dust from her armor. Everyone knew she was a warrior. But the fair skin, blue eyes, blonde hair and white horse gave her away as a Valkyrie. Only her horse had lost it's wings, and Kara her life.When she entered the inn, everyone moved away. Perhaps it was fear of the warrior and the blood dripping off her loins. Perhaps they feared talking with the survivor of a battle that took place not so far away. Either way, no one spoke. She sat at her table.