Modify me just as You like. I?ll be Your stump Master. I don?t ever want to leave You Master.? I begin sobbing a little, but determined I go on. This ...s what I truly want: ?Please Master?, my voice now tiny and begging, ?I know I don?t have any say, that You have the right to decide everything, but please Master. Please keep me Master. Please keep me to the end Master. I need to be Yours Master. I love You Master?. I can?t hold it anymore and begin crying again. Master is, I am pleased to see,. She answered me, but it was only a whisper, I could feel her body relax. She leaned her body against mine. "What was that my sweet?" I asked her again.She answered me again and I gently kissed the side of her neck. "Wonderful... I wouldn't want you to have to change plans or anything." She knew I was teasing her. I enjoyed teasing her, and I could feel she liked it too."I am sure I'll be able to go out tonight. I have my own apartment now." She said. "All I have to do is clean up and feed my. I am not. I am not this woman of their desires. I am not a woman at all. I am male!Thinking back I am unsure how or why I had volunteered for this. It started as a joke for me. Playing the part of a sissy in a chat room on the Internet. Over a period of 6 or 8 months of flirting and teasing I had warmed to the idea of actually being a sissy. Then I met her.She challenged me by giving me assignments each new one a degree more exciting and more humiliation than the previous one. At first it was. ” “WHAT? HOW? I mean, what the fuck are you talking about?” “Well, all my underwear were dirty last night so I went into her drawer, and guess what I fucking found? Your little yellow fucking crotchless panties you're so fond of wearing all the time. And when I confronted her about them, she told me you left them behind when you snuck out the back door the night my dad came home early a few nights ago. When I started screaming at her she said it was one hundred percent you seducing.