I was still wearing my panty. It was a transparent red panty. He switched on his flash light inside the blanket and was looking at my pussy. I felt ve...y shy. He whispered in my ears that I was looking very sexy. He then started licking my boobs and also simultaneously slid his hands into my pussy. He rubbed my clit slowly and softly. I pulled away from his hand and told him not to touch me there. He smiled and started kissing and biting me all over. He then pulled his pants down and started. He said that we were going to fuck and that ill love it or he'll tell. i said ill what you want he pushed me up against the wall. he sai take your pants of and boxers to i undress like he told me to then he got on his knee and started sucking my dick (it was only 7inch at the time) it felt so good i couldnt help but to moan he called hiss bitch and asked if i like it. it felt so good i just moaned louder i could tell was about to cum so asked if he stop i didnt want to cum yet he got off his. "Then my mon stared talking about how my sentence was not her fault. She had strongly opposed it, she said. She asked me, 'Do you know what anti-testosterones are?' I said I didn't. She said, 'They make your testes stop producing male hormones. What I recommended to the Council was that you be put on Spironolactone (a common anti-testosterone) and told that in order to get off it you must wear girls' clothes at all times for a period of six months. All that being on Spironolactone would do. “What attitude?” I asked angrily.“Exactly!” Justin pointed out that my huffy tone was problematic.“Sorry, sir, I am just nervous!” I admitted.“If you are going to trust me to be your Master and decide how hard to push you, then you have no reason to be nervous. The only reason you should be apprehensive is if you don’t trust me to know where to draw the line,” Justin said. It was so unlike him to be so well-spoken and confident.“Does that mean that you are going to be my Master, Sir?” I was.