I picked up a novel I had started reading not sure that males would readit but in for a penny in four a pound.It soon became clear that we could chang... our appearance and clothes ourmind sets were much more difficultIn the morning I awoke early I felt an urge in my cock and realised Ineeded a pee,I quickly visited the bathroom and pulled it out it still felt verystrange.It felt much better s I gave it a final shakeI washed my face and went and got dressed it took nowhere near as longas it did. My flesh was burning.Three strokes. Four. Five. Eight. Fifteen. I was sobbing at this point."Turn around, slave Alisha. Continue to grasp the ring."I remained motionless, terrified."You're owed fifteen blows across the breasts with a cat o'nine tails. Nowit's twenty. Turn around, slave." I reluctantly obeyed, my arms stilloverhead, clutching the ring."Spread your legs wide, you dumb cunt!" He snarled, and stepped forward andkicked my legs apart. I began to sob anew; I couldn't even see. I heard. "I see," I said softly, "do you want to tell me your story from the beginning?" Well, to the best of my recollection, he was in his early to mid 50's when the contact began, and I was eight. Our secret relationship lasted for 3 years. "I would spend weekends with him from time to time throughout my c***dhood, and I began going over to his place very early in my life. He lived about 20 minutes from my parents' house. Back then, he would take me to do the usual things: movies, the zoo, out to. I’m going to give him a very good time!” She says. “Do you think he’ll look good on my back? Do you think his colouring will work well with me?”He’s mainly brown, she’s a lovely pale pink, he’ll contrast with her beautifully we tell her. That just makes her smile wider. “Goodo ... I want to look good! There’s no point shagging a dog if no one remembers it...”She stands with her legs a little apart, bending her knees to offer her pussy to the beast. Encouraging him to lick her. “Come on, boy ....