I helped her out of her cocoon and agreed to check on herevery morning. We both had our kinks. Much later I developed a love forlatex, toys and femdom...Once Mom had enrolled me in the TG friendly school I went fem full timeand adopted a fem name, Lola. It was great getting all femmed up in themorning to go to school. Mom helped with the makeup until I was goodenough to do it on my own. She checked me over every morning beforeleaving for school. All male clothing had long been trashed. I. Each held a small bucket and a sponge in their hands."Close your eyes and hold them tightly shut," commanded The Grand Mistress.Shaking slightly in fear, Jane did so and the two slaves began wiping down her body with a foul smelling, slightly green liquid that burned almost immediately as it touched her skin. Soon, she was whimpering in pain and quivering in her bonds."The burning only lasts a few moments," observed The Grand Mistress. "Once the hair follicle is dead, the pain goes away."Jane. I nodded. “Probably.”Dad nodded and looked around the room.There was a moment of silence.The TV still gyred and gimbled away at Angie with its racing music and silly sound effects, but between us there was silence.The moment of silence stretched out.Dad picked up my hand and held it in one of his. He used a finger of his other hand to trace up and down the back of my hand. Then his finger tracked down to my wrist where it brushed back and forth over my bracelet.“I see you remembered to put your. " there is laughter in his voice again. I am relived to hear that."The Killmick boys are still not my fault." I repeat for the hundredth time. I don't know why no one believes me."Nice to know you're not taking credit for random chance," he tightens his arms and gives me one last squeeze."we should go to bed now."he says.I am too content to to contemplate moving so I say instead "let us just stay right here, and you can nibble on me some more." You need sleep." he says in a wheedling.