She released the grip and I was back on bed next to her. She still had her eyes closed; I kissed her on lips and she opened her eyes, face still red a...d whole body hot as if blood is running at its full in her veins.She was a bit shy and had a big smile on her face. I asked her ‘how was that’ she lowered her eyes and her eyes and the big satisfying smile said it all. She didn’t say anything. I tried to kiss her lips and she was a little hesitant; it took me sometime to understand what the issue. My eyes, what happened to my eyes? I wondered as I recalled opening them without my sight. A voice rang through my head, stay still, you’ve been in an accident. I remember hearing this woman calling for the doctor. Thank God my head didn’t feel like it had earlier. I put my hands on my head. Bandages. Thick bandages. I felt like a mummy. ‘Doctor Williams here, Son. Do you know your name?’ Of course I know my name, I thought to myself. ‘Kyle Hobbs.’ ‘That’s a great sign, Mr. Hobbs. We. Once finished she got up and went into the kitchen to start cleaning up.Once she had finished it was time for more training and again she was tied to the padded table and was forced to orgasm with the vibrator again and again. After her 5th orgasm he untied her and walked her over to one of the walls that had some restraints on and he tied her up so her arms were stretched out above her head and her legs were spread wide and he then went over to the wall with toys on and grabbed the ball gag. Like most cross dressers I was straight but when in femme I always felt a little like a cock slut. I had been enjoying the feeling for about 10 minutes when I heard a cough. Panic stricken I opened my eyes to see James one of my housemates looking at me with an expression of surprise and humour in his eyes.“Well...ell Dave’s a girly sissy.. I never knew” he said smiling.“Look “ I stammered, “This is not what it looks like. I’m not gay”“Yeah” he said, “Dressed like that you’ve never looked.