I don't know what made me stop and open my eyes, maybe just that feeling you get when you know your being watched. And there she was, standing in the ...oorway, staring at my throbbing cock.Suprisingly, she wasn't too shocked. "Can I watch?" she asked, sitting down on my desk chair. I was a little embarassed and hesitant. There I was laying with a raging hardon on my right hand and my older sister sitting there staring at it.I nodded.With nothing else to think of, I just grabbed it and started. “That would be so great!” My voice cracked as if I’d regressed by a decade. More and more the subliminal tones I’d become addicted to while at home attempting sleep seemed to be turning my mind and body female. I’d always been softer and more comfortable in delicate ladies’ attire. Could he sense that? My thoughts were adamant that I would have this man’s paws on me soon. That moment of him sucking my own taste off of his thumb had given me endless hope. “I’m not far from here so I hope it’s. He handed them back to me and pulled out a bunch of bills from his pants pocket. Holding them in his hand he asked, "Did you count your money from the booth yet?"I forgot all about that money that I had stuffed under my left breast, I said; "I forgot all about that, I'll count it later."Jack came around and sat on the edge of his desk as he said, "Go ahead and count it, I want you to add that amount to this so you can see just how much money you made in what? Three maybe three and a half hours. " It's yes, Master," I bark."Can I call you, Daddy?" No. It's Master. Now I want you to research BDSM and, in particular, dominance and submission today. I would like a list of what you are willing to try and what you're completely opposed to on my desk by this evening."I go over to my computer and turn it on for her and log in to my account. I clear my history and passwords. I don't want her spying on me or looking at my porn history. My sexuality will be rumbled in an instant. The only person.