I wish I could participate more, but the club hasrules during public hours! No hanky panky for me!The voices slowly fade out of range and I can hear a...tivity all overthe dungeon. Moaning, gagged of course, can be heard along with thesmacks of hand and paddle, the rattling of chains, the slap of aflogger and the crack of a whip. I have never been so excited before!Time passes and occasionally, someone will slip by and adjust theclamps so I don't get tissue damage and if I thought they hurt. Miss Smith looked at me with tears in her eyes, so she at least musthave had some idea as to what I was going through. But one look at MrJackson made my heart flip. He didn't look upset. He just looked as ifI was something he had scraped off his shoe.He coughed and said, 'But um, why do you like to dress like a girl?''I don't.''What do you mean?''I don't dress like a girl. I am a girl!''No you're not, you are a boy. You were born a boy and have all thephysical characteristics of a boy.''I might. Sarah was also surprised that in all this time I had done nothing to protect myself from further financial disaster. With her help, I did those things that I had neglected for so long. All joint accounts were closed and re-opened in my name only. All credit cards with both of our names were canceled and those accounts closed. I gave Sarah notarized copies of all bank documents so she could show the courts the actions that I had taken.The only good thing about taking these actions was finding. Follow My words and learn how to please Me, and I will give you the life that you need." she was now looking up at Me with hope and a degree of sadness, having been confronted so suddenly with the prospect of not being His slave.she clamped down harder with her pussy and could feel the round edges of the marker. she was determined, she was wet,she was as tight as she could be. "Give Me your hands slave... I want you to cum, and I want you to cum hard.If you obey Me, I will allow you this.