I got a phone call at 7pm. She told me that she was staying for dinner with him but would be back later. She said he was nice bit nothing was going to...happen (it turned out later that he had already fucked her). At 9.30pm I got a text ‘Staying here tonight. Will tell you all about it tomorrow. It’s true what they say! XX’She turned up about 8pm on Sunday. They had spent nearly all day in bed together.She says she had no intention of sleeping with him but she had told him I was visiting my. The moment she entered in my house, I started kissing her, this was the first time I was kissing her because we never had any place before. Her lips were so soft and wet, I was sucking her tongue hard and she also did the same. Then I took her to my bed and made her lay down, and then I started kissing her neck and cheeks. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly aaaaaahhhh while kissing on her neck.I pulled her suit up to her neck, now I could see her lovely boobs, they were milky white. "It's very important to have a feminineidentity. Hmm, is that a stuffed brassiere? I thought so. Come back hereand I'll show you something a little better!"She led the way to a back room fitted out as a Hair Dresser's Salon. Andfrom a box, she pulled out something that looked like a breast!"Like it? It's rubber. Go ahead, touch it!"Almost timidly, I stroked it. It even felt real!"Isn't it masterful? A perfect 38-D. With these glued to your breast,you'll fool anyone!"I hesitated. "I don't. "There will be harsh punishments for any irregularity or even complaint." Whipping?" I Asked."No," she said, almost contemptuously. "I do not believe in physicalpunishment. But you eventually may wish that I did." I prefer restraints and psychology. You will get to dread them much morethan a whip and will try very hard to avoid them." What happens if I change my mind?"She looked at me intensely, something like a cat eyeing a mouse."You will be photographed in such a way that you will never want.