I nearly dismissed it because these kind of forum posts are almost always from fantasist single white guys wasting everybody’s time but the way this...was written was different, sort of apologetic and caring. I replied with a couple of suggestions and was surprised when I got a similarly polite answer back, perhaps this was genuine after all. We moved quickly onto email exchanges and I learned that his blonde wife was 57, a bit overweight but with big tits. He told me that she wasn’t keen to meet. I was getting so hot and horny. I started to move on my heels and thisset the bells off and in turn seemed to arouse the men even more.I soon found the zip in my black master's leather pants and my teethslowly pulled down. I was desperate by this stage to get some cock. Ineeded it! I wanted it. I had to have it.His fully erect cock sprang out of it leather prison and hit me in theface. I found it with my mouth and eagerly took in all in.My boss by this stage had removed my massager and was now. He also said that I was 18 year old now and it was about time I became sexually active, everyone does it around this time, so it was all good, there was nothing wrong with what had happened. He comforted me with his words and asked me to sit in his lap. I obeyed, he put his arms around me and spoke kindly to me, it felt good and I didn’t have anymore doubts in my mind. Then he said to me that he wouldn’t ever force me to have sex with him if I didn’t want to and that it was entirely up to me.. As the sessions progressed he started having mesuck his cock to learn proper techniques and skills that were required ofa sissy like myself. He was able to suppress the natural gag reflexallowing me to deepthroat his cock "as a proper sissy should." All thesememories were suppressed and I did not recall any of them when awakeningfrom the hypnotic state. I just recalled the lessons on mannerisms,makeup, etc. always feeling wonderful and good about myself as Dyanne.Our sessions were always on.