His head parted her lips and slipped in. Nisi slowly eased herself down, feeling his cock push deeper. She had lost her hymen when she was a gymnast, ...o she didn’t have to worry about the pain or blood, but she still had to allow her pussy to adjust to the hard dick inside her.She felt Brock slide his hands over her ass and cup her cheeks. He subtlety lifted them and spurred her to begin to ride him. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of her pussy sliding easily up and down. I knew I had fallen deeplyinto a female role during our couch session and it had been, and stillis, wondrous.At some point I fell asleep and the sun was up long before me. When Ifinally woke I knew I had a big day ahead of me. It was my first realengagement as a maid. When I served at Mark and Mary's party itinitially was to have been just a costume and helping out my dearfriends. As the night wore on, it had become scintillatingly apparentthat I was fully accepted as a woman by their. My family was fairly poor, no, really poor. As a child through high school I was teased about my clothes, shoes, everything other kids had that were nicer. By the time I got to 10th grade at 16 years old I was sick of it. My parents were wonderful just not educated and had lousy jobs. We never went hungry or anything like that but the teasing had scarred me to my soul.One thing I had going for me was I am pretty with a great body. That led to many of the mean insults from other girls because. Only some movement in the darkness. Then I felt something on my wrist again. The feeling of leather on my skin, and a cuff of some kind wrapped around, a couple of inches wide. I heard the slight tinkling of metal fastenings. Then again on my other wrist, another wide leather cuff pulling tight on my arm… but not too tight. Then I heard the most alarming sound yet, the clanking of metal chains, and my armed were pulled more firmly above my head, giving me very little freedom of movement.“I want.