During the interval between my work duties, I summoned her to our bedroom and instructed her to strip.My wife complied immediately and got on all four..., whereupon I then delivered two dozen lashes with the riding crop on her ass and then ordered her to stand with her hands above her head. Her large 38 F (they've naturally grown again) breasts were then whipped a dozen times, six on each breast, with at least two strikes on her very sensitive nipples.I then instructed her to suck me to full. ? She was really relishing her control over me.?Oh, no.? I said it out loud, involuntarily.?Oh yes, dear. Oh, and by the way, I won’t take any more back talk from you anymore!?The screen went blank again, and my mind was racing with thought of how to escape this predicament. I promised her what she wanted, and that wasn’t enough. Was this some kind of revenge? I tried once more, with all of my strength, to free myself from the magnetic bond, but it was just too strong. What had that damn. She'd always be slight in her build and had feminine features that made her a target for ridicule and bullying. Fortunately her parents were progressive and understanding and had removed her from school to be home schooled and had arranged for her to see a ther****t to help her learn more about what she really desired. Eventually she had started on a course of female hormones, changed her name from Michael to Molly and began to live her life as a woman 24/7. She said she was still in. It was teatime when I awoke to find a single sheet thrown over me and mum sitting at the computer when I went into the house,"Hi darling" she greeted me and kissed me lovingly, "I put the sheet over you to stop you burning"As we kissed I ran my hands down onto her bottom and felt the outline of a g-string beneath her short skirt,"And stockings too darling" she giggled, "They make me feel so sexy when I'm wearing them" You don't need them to be sexy mum" I said as I lifted her skirt up and.