I hurt. And I was genuinely confused. Or at least, I told myself I was confused."Master. You will always address me as such. Just as I will always add...ess you as slut. Unless you are deserving of worse names?" The questioning manner of that last kept me from speaking out again. I finished buckling the collar in place.I stood, quietly and waited. I didn't have long to wait before you gave me my first order of the day. "Kneel, slut. This man wants a blow job." I looked up at you, shocked.The man. Hernan said that he had never done anything of the sort before. So far his intimate encounters had been with regular girlfriends. He was not surprised to learn that he would be Shireen's first man aside from me, but did feel a sense of being honoured in some way. We were all getting into the spirit of things and I encouraged onwards with the combined birthday and anniversary program. Hernan smiled and Shireen gave me a look that communicated, "are you really 100% sure about this?" I smiled back. The lines softened toa smile and she shook her head slowly as her eyes started to glistenwith soft dewy tears."Good gracious me! Have you undergone a sex change just to put twolittle girls right?" Uuhh, not quite. I'm not that philanthropical. I've undergone surgeryto put myself at peace."Her eyes squinted narrowly."What d'you mean?" Well, I told you quite truthfully that I wanted to live as a woman. Iwas quite honest and transparent about that. I did not say I wanted tobe a woman. I was just. I struggled to ignore that pussy jerking on my cock as somebody moaned out loud. The pussy teasing my mind wasn’t helping me maintain control. Then my cock sprung free and the legs moved away from my head. Hands began playing with my balls again, two hands were stroking my cock and there was no holding back. They showed me no mercy as my cock erupted into the air, splashing my load down onto my cock and their hands. I was the quickest hand job I’d ever had but I had no complaints. They softly.