What Derry liked most was that the nylon was sort of see-through. He didn't know why, but his mind leapt to think how female he would actually look if...the straps of a bra were to show through the uniform blouse. As it was, the leg bands of the panties he wore were quite visible through the nylon and gave the impression of femininity. He slipped on some knee-high white hose Mrs. Marshall handed him and a pair of white shoes. They were very tight but he made it."We ought to top it off with a cap,. And I’m horny. It’s not fair hurting and being horny and I can’t do anything about either.”“We can fuck you know.”She lifted her head to look at me.“What do you mean?”“My penis will still successfully insert into the vagina,” I said like I was stating something painfully obvious, which it was.“Ewwwwww!” I tried not to laugh but her disdain was clear.“Do you bleed a lot?”“No, just a bit. It’s just starting.”“So, it’s not that big a deal.”“That’s gross.”“Some women say it helps.”“That is too. Otherwise, what's the point of doing anything if we just assume that there's nothing we can do? We might as well just end this here and go our separate ways."The others exchanged uncertain looks. Richie frowned at them. "Shit, you're all worrying about this guy fuckin' with your heads. Maybe he just tries to actually take it. You know, with his fists or a gun or something." Thanks, that's sooo much better than what Jason said," Melinda sneered."What I mean, pipsqueak, is just don't be carryin'. “I think I would like to lead you out there, My slut. Naked. Tie you to that post and punish you… torment and fuck you… Looks like a public right of way… who knows who might happen by and see a slut being disciplined by her Master?” My knees go weak and the thought and I whisper, “Please can we, Master? Soon…” “We’ll see, fucktoy. Now back in the car,” is all You say and I retrieve my blouse from the ground, moving to obey and then stop. “Do You have any tissues, please.