The girls at the parlour cooed and giggled over himwhen they had finished, they knew that their client was a male and alsowhy he was being feminised w...ich made Mike feel very humiliated, but heknew they had all done a wonderful job on him and he really liked theway he looked.They arrived back at the house around 5.30 in the afternoon where Mikewas ordered to strip completely. The women then attached his cagelocking Mike's small and insignificant cock into a metal cage, henoticed the small. With every fold getting unwrapped from her body I was getting hornier and hornier. At last, she was just in her blouse and petticoat which I immediately undid and threw them away. Now was she was standing in her dark blue lacy bra and panty.That was the first time I was seeing a woman in her lingerie in reality. Now she was feeling embarrassed. So she jumped into the bed and covered herself with the bedsheet. That made me hornier. Even my dick was rock solid and throbbing in pain.So I too. That was what was truly most important to her, not how much she could leave to ungrateful descendants.She still has 3 horses, 1 male and 2 mares. She also a small number of cattle that was more nostalgic than productive. How could you call yourself a rancher if you didn’t have cattle? She knew, too, that it was becoming too much for her alone. She just didn’t really know what to do about it. She had always lived on the land that she worked. Her husband had died 15 years before and that had been. He's President of the BDSM Club and most of the club events are held at his estate.I look forward to these parties now that I'vepassed the vote and am recognized as a slavein good standing, owned by Mark. The very first weekend Mark took me there it was aall work and no play (well mostly) for me toget a passing grade. I was the new girl and wastested to see if I had the right stuff to be awelcome addition to the club. (See DeAnn'sSubmissive Weekend - The 1st story I wrote bySherry DeAnn). We've.