She'd gotten up very early as usual, and headed out to work: a 40-minute commute on the 401 into Toronto. Almost always the first to arrive at work an... the last to leave, the morning had been normal enough: she'd come in around seven a.m., and started right to work reviewing a request for a bid that had come in, a new condo to be built in the downtown core. She sent an email to one of her associates, telling him to get to work on a proposal. Then on to more routine matters, barely noticing the. So I shower and cannot get the writing off of my body. When I come out you have picked an outfit for me. It is my denim mini skirt with a red g-string. A push up bra and a top that shows allot of cleavage. You also have selected my knee high boots and the slave collar. The writing is clearly visible on my chest but if I keep my legs together you can?t see what?s on my thighs. It is a short top so no doubt you ad that in mind to expose the writing on my back. I put y hair in pig tails for you. I opened my shirt buttons with one hand, still kissing him. He then put his hand under the shirt up my back and clicked open my bra like a champion. He now slid his face down via the neck and on to the breast, licking them and then slowly sucking on it. His other hand now fondling the left breast. I sort of stood up on my knees on the bed and lowered my tracks a bit and even my pink panties. His tounge and lips almost immediately stared downward, as if I was showing him the way and he was. This drove men wild. I bet if Iwas able to get hard, I would have responded the same way, but I hadn'thad an erection in ten years, when my Madam decided it was a waste for meto become a man and started me on my way to womanhood. "Enough, I need to fuck you, and now." I stopped playing with his cock,and he grabbed my hairless body and with nothing but a man's strength,tossed me on my back, and positioned himself to be ready for entry. Withmy legs up high in the shape of a vee, I was ready. .