"What did they want? They wanted me to become a girl, Claire's daughter!She and I would be relocated to another city, where the company sheworks for h...s an office. I would have to become a girl, go to school andso on, just like any other girl my age, which means everything else thatcomes with being a 15 year old girl. Dates. Boys. Maybe I should mentionthat the idea does have a certain appeal to me, since I have beendressing up in private for as long as I can remember! But the prospectof having. "Dule," she said, "I want to thank you."Thule laughed, "Why am I afraid to ask what you're thanking me for?"Svetlana laughed and lowered her head, looking strangely shy for a moment. Then, she said, "No. I did not mean that, although I am glad we did. I want to thank you for getting me out of there, not just leaving me for Ivan or one of his security guards to decide what to do." She shuddered a little, "And for taking me home with you. I heard Ivan tell you to leave me at a bus station."Thule. Knowing how Kim got off on certain kinds of humiliation, Jane had started teasing her about being slave to a slave. She knew all Kim's hot buttons, both physical and mental, and had made free use of them. But she hadn't let the other woman cum.As they drove, Jane had masturbated herself, smearing her thick juices over Kim's face and mouth at frequent intervals. Kim, of course, was forbidden to wipe them off and Jane's scent made her crazy with lust. When they got to Kim and Ellen's place, Jane. Still holding her hair, I drew her back towards me until I was supporting her weight behind her neck. With my free hand I cupped a small, pert breast; just barely enough to fill the palm of my hand and so firm and shapely as to be almost weightless. Testing its pliant softness between my fingers brought me to raptures; they were truly perfect in every respect and so wonderfully small that I imagine they will probably retain their perfection even as she ages.Cradling her body in my lap, we.