It is a set of straps thatare attached to a garter belt. It is heavy leatherthough not lace. One part straps to my head and theother goes around her h...ps. There are buckles andcinches so that she can strap my head into place forthe next 36 hours. That is how long I will serve her asher pad this week. She may or may not free me it is up to her. One timeshe kept me strapped to her for 2 days. All I had toeat or drink was from her body. I go down and crawlinto the living room. I stop and look on. Did I had hit a nerve, or was she being coy??Dr., that’s an embarrassing question,? she responded after a long pause. ?No one has ever asked me that before. Do you really want to know???Yes, Anna, I really want to know. And, moreover, if you don’t use one, why don’t you, and if you do, I want to know what satisfaction, if any, you get with it,? I responded as casually as I could manage, realizing that I was treading on thin ice.?Well, Dr., I have one, but I can’t very well use it while he is in. I started making eye contact with him as my mouth was taking him in. “You’re fucking good at this, but I wanna fill that ass of yours.”I was so turned on, I was more than happy to give him my ass. He pulled me off his dick and grabbed me by the hand and guided me to the bedroom. I took off my bra and panties, just leaving my socks on. I then got on the bed on all fours. I pulled him close to me so I could get back to sucking his cock. He grabbed some lube, squirted a bit on my inviting hole. He couldn't stop it; he was hooked. The more he changed, the more he wanted and willed it forward. He thought of seducing a man to his bed; the pleasure's of tasting a cock inside his mouth; his body ached to feel the raw and pure sexual energy of a man penetrating and coming inside his body.As he exhaled, he felt his waist constrict; his hips broadened, and his stomach flattened. Gawky, spindly, legs rearranged themselves to become exquisite feminine equivalents. His legs curved upward,.