See Becky's Mistress had a soft spot for sissy submissives and the opportunity to have her own sissy secretary was just too good of an opportunity to ...ass up. So she did some searching and found Becky. God knows where she found Becky, but she did. Becky was every bit the classic closeted crossdressing male that longed for the dream job of serving a confident and powerful Mistress. Becky was every bit willing to bend over backwards for her Mistress, and Becky's Mistress was about to bend her in. I gave Danni one and whispered it was our secret. She winked back at me, and said ‘OK’ in a conspiratorial tone and started to drink the intoxicating beverage. I didn’t want her to get drunk, as I wasn’t sure I could sober her up in time to take her home, but if she got a little loose from the alcohol it might work to my advantage. “Instead of a movie, let’s go some place where we can talk, OK?”“OK.” She agreed, with a look that said ‘I think I know what you have in mind and that works for Me.’. The light was turned off and I was in total darkness, except for the occasional flashes from the lasers recording any movement from me. It was difficult to find a comfortable position to stand in, and the pain, while subsiding, was still beyond description and I was unable to even feel any of the damage to my body due to the restraints. The one time I did, I fell over and out of the circle. Getting back into it, in the dark, in pain, chained, was really difficult. I knew more pain was. “Tell me how it goes.” Keyes had said as he left after exchanging info. Noah sighed, he was sad to see him go. He seemed like he was pretty cool and he was interested to see this wonder woman who had stolen his heart. Noah went back on the stake out heading further into to the store to see where his Ex had gone. o “Are you gonna do this or not, schmuck?” Michelle asked as the three stood in the food court watching the girls contemplate lunch. Noah looked over at her scowling. He couldn’t.