"I don't think I have any gender issues..." This was spiralling rapidlyout of hand."Here." Ellie brought up a page marked 'New Sissy Profiles'. "This ...sapparently where you need to start. I'm setting up an ID for you forthe site." I watched as she typed in a name, 'Emma'."Who's Emma?" You are, silly. You can't log on as David. Amanda was quite clear onthat point. You have to get with the programme, and the programmeexpects you to adopt a girl name throughout. There." She clicked theenter. The man shook his head and said a long sentence she did not understand and then motioned drinking and shaking his head again. ‘Eau. No eau? No water?’ Another nod. But he had taken some of the water bottles and he was so well trained? But had she herself not also almost died from thirst? She bowed her head and he felt tears fall on the hand that kept her in place against his chest. Silently she wept. Her whole body shaking. As best he could while riding his big camel he tried to console her.. I soon felt a bit of pain as Thomas pushed his head past my rim. He placed his hands on my hips and tried to push more of his cock into my tight hole. That's it boy open that ass for me. As I could feel more of his cock enter.It hurt like hell if the truth be told. I turned my head and saw two giant egg sacs dangling below his cock. That did get me excited I have to be honest and my cock started to leak pre-cum. Thomas was pushing harder now, trying to feed more of his black meat into my. We couldn’t converse, that did not mean that we could not communicate. But, we didn’t try to. Not once. His grip was strong as he handed me out of the carriage. The staff stood at the gate to greet us, their mistress and master. I was introduced to the servants by Malcolm who I later learned was the head butler and my husband’s greatest confidant. By dinner I had lost any hope of the life I had mapped out for myself. I was the mistress of a huge household, I had responsibilities not the.