I am told to reinsert the shocker dildo into my sissy-hole. ThenMistress Ismy attaches two nipple clamps to my tities. They areattached to a battery...pack that they hang from my neck. My gag isremoved.Almost immediately, the electric stimulation starts from my cage, myplug, and my clamps. I start to breathe harder. The voltage is turnedup and my knees buckle. Soon I am writhing and squirming on the floor.Moaning from the stimulation. Yipping from the occasional fluxincreases. Irmy is. “Do you have medication here, ma’am? I can bring some if you’d like,” he said.“It’s ok, officer, it’ll go,” she said.“Ma’am,” he said as he stood at the door, between the living room and outside parts, “I think you’re lying to me. You have no headache. You’re crying because of something serious, aren’t you?” He said, as he closed in and sat in front of her in a seat.“Tell me the truth, and I’ll see how I can help you,” he said, looking into her eyes.“Huh,” Kareema started crying loudly, hiding. She told me to take a break and maybe read a magazine. I'm sure you know about how broad the selection of reading material was. I picked up a Cosmopolitan that had Heather Locklear on the front. As I started thumbing through it (not an easy task when you suddenly have claws on the ends of your fingers) I realized just what some of these women had to go through to look like they do and that I guess I had a little in common with them now. I know what you guys are thinking. It's about TIME a man. ", he said with a quivering voice.I sensed that this was a new experience for him. "Is this your first time taking a crossdresser?" It's my first time taking anything other than my hand." he said in a shy voice."Well, take your time and enjoy the plunge." I whispered to him, as I gently sucked his earlobe. It was hard to believe that he was a virgin, but then again, there's always a first time for everything for everyone.I rubbed my ass cheeks to make them shiny, then I leaned against the seats.