I was right back to my buttoned-down white silk blouse, my sexy half-bra underneath and the black vest to keep the guys in the office at bay. Then, th... knee-length black skirt, thigh-length stockings and the boots, again, I put in the car. Note that I never mentioned panties. I’d have to be careful around the office but I did have my hopes up for later. So, finally, five o’clock came around and I got the boots on and drove to our rendezvous, a small Italian restaurant with a nice, secluded bar.. You are to be tattooed with your true identity as a "sissy slave" just on the pubic region above your pathetic little cock, i suggest you remain still".With that the two assistants sat on my legs and on my chest facing my cock so they could see me marked..Total panic set in... i bucked and tried in vain to free myself, no way could i let them do this or my life as a regular guy would be over! It soon dawned on me that i was well and truly bound and was going nowhere yet. I was getting tired and fought against the need to close my eyes and sleep. In reality, as I later found out watching a recording of it, I was more out of it than conscious during the sex. In the end I was given a facial on cam and my husband did his seeding proud by moving the cam over every inch of sperm painted face.In the morning when I awoke I felt like shit a massive headache and no recollection of the nights events. As I showered and sat with my coffee it slowly dawned as I recalled and. " It makes people feel better to see..." Please!" As I remember, your last visit to the Institute put two Positives in..." So why did you ask me over?" she said, cutting me off. I put my head against the wall and closed my eyes."A pair of twins tested Symbolic," I said. "Another pair, in the same town, tested as Healers."She was quiet, absorbing the information."What's in the water of that town?" she asked."It gets better," I said."Let me sit down," she replied. I heard the clicking of her.