What's going on? Where is this going? I start to ask Natalie but she interrupts me."Do you trust me? Do you trust Zoe? She followed my rules and now s...e is happier. Do you want to be happier?"She is now standing in front of me with her skirt bunched up around her waist and her pussy level with my face, about 6 inches away."Yes Mistress, I want to be happier." (Right now I am feeling wonderful).I kneel in front of her. She steps closer and rubs her pussy lips with her hands, opening up her hole,. I continued "97, 96..."The gas-passer said that it was alright that Sharon was now asleep.I replied "Oh." I really don't know where I come up with up with some of my clever repartee.With the announcement that Sharon was now out of it, the doctor said "Ok, let's begin. Scalpel."The nurse to his left handed him a scalpel and he began cutting into my wife. Even though I was slouched down I could still see the cutting motion of the doctor's arm as he started making his incisions. I knew from. Ronnie was in a trance. He simply sat in the chair without speaking and watched the transformation. He loved what she had done to his hair and the way it moved when he turned his head sent little chills through his body. The new shape that she added to his brows made his eyes look bigger. He was so excited that he didn't even complain when she pierced his ears and left pretty little pearls at the end of each lobe. She said to leave the pearls in for about a week until the ear lobe healed. ” I joined up instantly. This was what I wanted – a community of men to serve me. There was a group of local guys there, and 5 of them had a free evening. I think they did what they do every weekend, and invited a girl over for some fun. I guess they saw my nurses’ uniform and thought that I would be up for anything. The idea of being dominated never crossed their minds. In fact, it was going to be the other way round, and I think they assumed that I knew that. I had no idea. As far as I was.