I said hey dude are thses pictures of your wife's pussy? He about shit himself. Umm yeah they are, he said. I said it sure is a sexy cunt, he said it ...ure is. I laughed and put them back in the glovebox. He don't know I know. All night at the club I kept talking about how sexy that pussy was. He didn't know what to do. I even said I never knew your wife was the type to shave her pussy, she seems so uptight. ( His wife is uptight ) He said man don't talk about my wife lets look at all this. Once inside, he bellied up to the first open urinal that he could find . . . unzipped his pants . . . and went to pull out his penis as he had done some up-teen-million times before. Only this time . . ."What the . . .?!" Mark exclaimed.The man next to him turned his head instinctively to see what the problem was . . . Mark was groping at his pants with a strange look on his face. Offended by his odd behavior, the man quickly turned his head . . . finished his business, and walked away. I have given all my personal effects to mistress for safekeeping while in her care, and cannot leave at the moment without clothes or money anyway. Mistress locks the door of her dungeon, and all thought of leaving is put aside, and I sleep.Chapter 2Wednesday evening!In preparation for the coming ceremonies, and for the honour of being a pain slave for Mistress Kirsty, I am to be the first submissive to experience her new "high voltage" electrical torture apparatus.Mistress has made it clear. The pleasant feeling continued unabated, if anything increasing in response to the new environment. Glancing in the mirror, I could see that I was much shorter and my skin far softer and entirely hairless. Where once my manhood had been, there was nothing but a vertical slit atop a subtle mound. It appears that I am now a 'her.'Stumbling forward towards the door, I could feel my hips widening as my waist pinched in giving me an hourglass figure that became more pronounced with every step..