Maybe if more men wore women's clothes they wouldappreciate all the torture women go through.I noticed the photos of me throughout my childhood were d...splayedthroughout the room. But there was something different about them. Ittook me a few seconds to realize that they were alter to show me as beingraised as a girl. It seemed to me that my dear father was trying toeliminate all traces of Michael from existence.I dread tomorrow when my first lessons on feminine behavior and deportmentstart. . There was only 3 things left to do to her. So I took her to my room and shackled her to the bed face down. I really didn’t want to do this part but it was in the story so I had to. I grabbed the lube and the speculum, horse dildo and the tattoo gun and her phone. Lubed her up and slid in the speculum. Her asshole still sore she cried out and I stopped.Its in the story! she cried you have to... I need this Master!I continued cranking open the medical device , her hole had to be opened enough to. Hmmm…. That’s better. I like your mouth.” She leaned forward kissing him in a manner sweeter than he expected, whirling Her tongue around the shape of his mouth. “Thank you Mistress M.” but what he really wanted to say was, “Sit that sweet pussy right on this mouth.”“So tell me this fantasy” She removed the other clamp and started working that nipple with Her mouth. His breath hitched as he began.“I imagine having her in my office.”“Tell me” She flicked his nipple with Her nails and continued. Which she did all over her stomach and tits and I helped her rub it in taking special not on her tits to rub some on her nipple , to which she gavea little jump. after we did that we just layed together in each others arms and fell asleep both of us still naked. at one point in the middle of the night I woke up and my arm was over her side on her stomac so I deciced I wanted to feel her pussy and started to slide my had down I gotto teh top of her pubes ( which felt nice , ) when I felt her.