My closest neighbor was an elderly woman who was very much like my grandmother who I checked on regularly to make sure she was alright, she recently l...st her husband after 58 years of marriage and enjoyed the company. On one visit I was greeted at the door by a woman in her mid fifties who identified herself as Rose, asking what she could do for me, I informed her I was Clare’s neighbor Mike who often checked in on her. Oh that’s nice, I’m Rose, I will be spending nights with Clare , her. He watched her in the garden and longed to talk to her, but listened to what his mother said. So instead he made her woodcarvings and through them over the wall for her. He watched her find them and saw the look of pleasure on her face. After the first couple she began to look for them and Zachary hurried to make them for her so she wouldn't be disappointed.He grew very strong and big and people left him alone because they were scared of him. He watched the princess grow and become more. I thrashed around as best I could against the tape but it was hopeless. For my efforts I received a few firm strokes of the crop on my balls, until I stopped fighting.They began to run through what my 'training program' would entail; feminisation, submission, bondage, discipline and humiliation in the form of servitude as a maid to my captors. They couldn't be serious surely? I laughed in disbelief."Something funny darling?" asked Kimberley."Yeah you and the fantasy world you live in, you need. At that moment I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. I felt a sense of guilt for my boyfriend, but at the same time I was so desperate to experience another man. It wasn’t the fact I didn’t love my boyfriend, I did, it was just that I missed my single days where I wasn’t so tied down. I was 21, and I felt like I was already married. I wanted to have more experiences and have exciting adventures. Jack was what I wanted at that time. I got my stuff then set of into the night. I followed a.