" Show me".IX. PunishmentI was too turned on to even register what I was about to do. I took the black and gold device from his hand and quickly twist...d the base with my manicured fingers, feeling the length of it coming alive in my palm.Holding his eyes in mine, I slowly brought its length against the layers of material covering my rigid erection. Even through the gauzy dress, my pantyhose and the lace of my panties its surface thrilled against my own quivering hardness. "Oh god yes," I. "I guess you're right, it's just part of methinks I'll never belong on the level of normal girls, let alone prettyones like Jenny or Emma or you. That i'll always be the trans girl, thegirl who's really a boy."She stood in front of me and held my arms. "You leave that to me, i'myour mom and you're my daughter now. You have to leave the boy you werebehind and I'm going to make sure my daughter becomes the confident andhappy girl and woman I know she can become. Give it time we'll get youthere. He chose a big round booth in the back and even though it was big, He sat in the middle and i sat close to him..my shoulder against His bicep. Of course He could now slide between my legs and finger me. His fingers were inside me when the waiter came for the drink order. He ordered whisky for himself and ordered for me by saying to the waiter, “My bimbo will have a vodka martini – dirty”. i couldn’t believe he referred to me like that to someone else, but just lowered my eyes as the waiter. "What d'you think? Fancy black?"I smirked (though how could see know I was thrilled by the mistake). "Why not? Might be fun." We both chuckled.She swiftly returned to a businesslike mode. "Okay. Then I'm going to have to ask you to remove your slacks for me, please." Certainly." But as I did so, I realised that I had rather unwisely put on a clean pair of tight-fitting black jockey pants that morning.She took up a kneeling position on the floor in front of me, holding up the black surgical.