I lay there under the covers in my bed as a few minutes went by and my mother-in-law had not appeared yet to yell at me for being a peeping Tom. My he...rt and mind were still racing at what I had seen my her doing. My cock had regained its hardness again and my hand was once more inside my boxers chugging away at my dick. As I was bashing the bishop I saw my bedroom door open up slowly until it was fully open and my mother-in-law walked over and stood beside me at our bedside, my wife was out. My mind started to fantasize about all the naughty things I would love to do with them. But that wasn't on the menu for tonight cause we were looking forward to go clubbing in London. What else was this trip for? I looked at Alex, noticing how he was staring at my exposed pierced belly button cause my shirt moved up a little cause of laying on the bed all this time with my hands behind my head. A few seconds later he notices that I am watching him. Ashamed he turns away his head quickly. He has a blade too.One moment of disobedience from you and he'll slice you. Understand?? ?Yes, sir.? Slice me. A mental picture of bright red blood fountaining out of my wristand down over my body shivered through me and I lifted my arms. A hand closedaround my vulnerable wrists, trapping me. The position thrust my breasts forwardand exposed my entire body to the man sitting next to me. Instead of takingimmediate advantage, however, his right hand merely closed over my left thigh,hot and heavy.. So, I was forced to express my increasingly powerful transgender feelings on the net - it became a second life for me. Ideally I was looking, I suppose, for an intelligent, educated, single man who wanted to create his ideal woman - I was to be the blank canvas for that.Sadly, the chat rooms I tried did not always offer that. So many men wanted a quick shag or whatever, whereas I wanted the opportunity to live fulltime as a woman, hopefully in a loving relationship with this ideal man; a.