Therefore, there should be absolutely NO SAFEWORD available for me. Apart from minors, a****ls and s**t, i*****l acts and permanent body harm there ar... no limits how to treat me.If YOU live within travelling distance, break me ruthlessly during personal sessions!MISTRESS, please make me your sissyslut! I should have to experience what it feels like to be forced to present myself everywhere as a sissy!Prohibit me from wearing any male clothes on the way to you and home, or even having any male. " Well, sure," I said. That seemed obvious to me."When we did that, the other day," she said, standing up, "I didn't want to stop." Oh," I said. I think my eyes might have glazed over a little.She poked me with a finger again. "You're not ready for the full Monte." How do you know?" I asked."If we did everything, you'd think you loved me," she said.I thought about that. The only people I'd ever told I loved them were my grandmother, my parents, and Suzy, once, in a weak moment. I didn't think. Tears roll down my cheeks and hit the porch. I couldnt do this without you, you know that. Im sorry I cut, Im sorry I had a moment of weakness….but I say looking up, havent you ever had a moment of weakness? Staring down at me he leans in and tilts hes head. I know sis, Im just mad, I couldnt do my job to protect you Frowning I look down, is that why he hasnt talked? He is blaming himself, it isnt his fault. Its mine, I chose this over telling him. Looking up he is staring at me, his lips. She makes herself a drink, vodka tonic. She’s not bad looking for someone more than twice my age. Of course, to a teenage boy, me particularly, nearly any girl is not bad looking. I sit down.“Here, let’s spice it up a bit. Don’t tell.”She proceeds to pour some vodka into my glass, topping it off as I watch. She reaches down and stirs it with an index finger, then puts it into her mouth, slowly licking it. I feel an automatic reaction to that act. She smiles as she finishes.We sip our drinks and.