I'd been earning the right, but I had yet to gothrough the defining ordeal, as I thought of it, my "initiation" asshe called it. The ultimate test of...my desire and sincerity, theproof of how badly I really wanted to come "home." It had been like a fraternity or sorority hazing in a way, or likemilitary Basic Training. A long period of learning andrehabituation, some of it delightful, some of it difficult andhumiliating, all of it transformative, but ending in acceptance. I hoped.I would not. One particular couple required me to be blindfolded to protect their privacy. I would lie on my back on My Lady's bed, which was protected by some towels. The lady would stand astride me on the bed, obviously fully dressed other than for underwear, and squat down to present her pussy to my mouth and tongue. This was quite often one of my duties with women. I am an avid devotee of this way of pleasuring women, and have been told I am most proficient. This lady rewarded me with juices, sighs of. Tommy had managed to rub up against her a few times and get a good look down the front of her shirt now and then. He knew she smelled good and wore lacy underthings including a bra, and he knew he was going to fuck her pretty soon and pretty often once he figured out how to get started.At halftime during the second game, Tommy waved to the young woman up in the stands as the team ran back on the field, and on Monday she praised his performance since he had gained more than hundred yards and. "So, I had to ask, “When did you start realizing you were submissive, and is it only to males or females as well?”“It was about the age of seventeen, when my brother started to control what I wore to school, and on dates. He had me dress very sexy and usually without underwear. If I argued with him, he would spank my bare ass. After a couple of swats, I noticed I was getting very wet and turned on. I knew this was not right, seeing as he was my brother, but I was so horny that I just let him.