Anil thought maybe she would disconnect the call and then jerk him off. But no, Malini put her hand in Anil’s underwear.Her fingers already had sque...zed his balls in his underwear. This was weird. Anil thought that Malini always had the intention of helping him, which meant only wanking him off. But now, this was getting more and more erotic. Anil’s brain was now overproducing dopamine and adrenaline.Malini hadn’t yet gotten rid of his underwear. Her hand was in his underwear and stroking his. As I cry out, she crams the panties I had been wearing into my mouth as a gag.In spite of the pain, I am more aroused than ever. My penis is hard and throbbing. Finally my mistress withdraws the syringe from my rectum and allows me to evacuate. While I am sitting on the toilet, she sees my penis standing straight and tall. “I told you not to get a hard-on,” she rages, “and now you get another spanking.” This time she throws me face down on the bed and proceeds to whip me with the belt from her. "He held up one of his big fists."Ok," she said, "what should I offer?" Money, sex anything he wants, ok," he said. It doesn't matter as you are not going to pay, right?" Ok, and thanks," she said and hugged him tight.A soon as she was back on campus she sort out this dirt bag Truman."I want my pictures, what do you want from me?" she asked."Don't be a fucking stupid cunt," he laughed. "I can get anything I want from you and still not let you have them."Fucking bastard, she thought."Ok if that. I wished that thegirls would no longer laugh at me. I wished my father would geteverything he'd paid for and be pleased I was his child."Perhaps I shouldn't have made those wishes."The following morning, I'd changed. It wasn't much of a change; thatis, no one noticed anything different about me except me. That whichmade me a man had vanished in the night. And what had replaced myvanquished manhood definitely belonged to a woman."I worried about what my parents would say when I saw them. How.