Spiritually, such an experience wouldhelp me become a good, submissive woman ready to serve my man for life.To be such a sissy, I would wear a gaff th...t would hide my shamefulparts. But, to signify my spiritual submission and preparation, this gaffwould need to be blessed by a man first. Normally, sissies like me ask ablack, muscular stud to do the blessing. However, after ten years ofbeing devoted to Achref, my Egyptian stud, I thought it more appropriateto ask him first. But he declined. In. Though, I’m not cruel, it was something needed for survival. It meant escaping him would be easier than I thought. Hide and Seek was hopefully not his strong point.I could hear the guards’ chuckle at my cellmates words, making me shiver. “Oh, he’s in there. Might be a skinny kid, but I doubt he’s stupid enough to try and run out. Especially not with us standing right here. And there’s no escaping these cells, not in under a day at least... Try looking in small places.”“Or on the bunk bed.” The. As I wondered how long she was going to keep this up, I got my answer.This wasn't going to be a long, romantic, erotic introduction to the pleasures of intercourse; this was going to be industrial sex. I guess she'd decided that the less build up - the longer I'd last.Releasing me, she planted her hands either side of my shoulders and swung her right leg over. Laying forwards, her smiling face only inches from mine, I felt the head of my straining cock touchsomthing warm and moist.Don't cum,. He had really turned me on. One day he said he loves me and I shocked. He confessed that he is not 26 but 19 and using a fake name and picture. I was angry over him and didn’t reply to him for days. I was furious that he lied to me. After a few days, I realized that it’s just sex chat.What more can happen badly? I had added very few relatives as either they don’t use Facebook or we are not at good term with each other. So I replied to him and again we were good. I was attracted to him too as he.