He stopped once or twice toenquire if I was OK and stroke my back as I had started to whimper ; at lash 40 he announcedthe lashes would now get a lot ...arder as he really wanted to test me ; he was impressed withmy resolve so far and being very brave although each next stroke had me twisting and cursinghim until finally it ended. Hanging there limp nearly exhausted I barely heard him ask if Iwanted/or was prepared/or even allow him to continue ; for a few moments I didn’t knowwhat to say , each. "Your ass clean?" Of course." Alright then, lube up your hole." He commanded me. "Okay." As I dropped my panties and began lubing my sissy pussy I could hear him spitting on his cock and stroking away madly. After figuring out that I was a crossdressing sissy faggot his whole demeanor had changed. He was much colder and almost angry it seemed. I was honestly a little scared, but fear adds to the excitement. When I finished working some lubed fingers in my butt, I spread my cheeks and waited for. May:- come on sister. Join with us .Me:- yes mom. Com on. Have a seat.Mom:- ok. (and she joined with us.)May:- ( by looking at mom) you have a good dancing skill, good in cooking, beautiful….. (then he looked at me and said) raju, your dad and you are so lucky to eat this meal every day…Me:- yes uncle, mom is good in everything :)Mom:- (just smiling)At the time dad too came back. We all had the dinner. Again settled in the hall. Watching t.V. We had normal conversations. Then time for bed.Me. I look forward to seeing this year's 'girls' and raising more money than last year! Yours Sincerely George McLeanI giggled, remembering some of the previous contests. Some guys weretruly awful 'office girls', while several each year actually made fairlooking secretaries. It was a good time for all, improving morale amidgloomy Toronto winters. That was when I got the idea to enter myboyfriend, Adam, who I had met six months ago. He was a recent lawschool graduate working for.