The new master's body was very gently handled as they moved hir from the van to the house.The new master's body was very gently handled as they moved hir from the van to the house. Sie was very silent in hir bondage, remembering the rules of hir transformation. Sie was no longer in possession of a name or of a gender: these things were to be reassigned by hir teacher. Sie was to remain silent until sie was given the proper words to speak. Sie was to remain naked except for the straps, belts, and garments sie would be given as appropriate to hir training. But, there were the memories, as well. Sie remembered hir current gender to be female, if only from the straps pressing tightly against hir cunt, feeling the moistness under the warm leather. Sie couldn't see anything but the broad shoulders of hir bearers, each holding a loop of metal attached to hir secure binding, bearing hir into the house. Was this going to be too difficult? Sie knew that the masters would assign hir gender as it pleased them, not for hir ease, and that was the hardest part of the transformation process. Sie had loved being a woman, but what exquisite seduction! That sie would be one of the masters, so fluid in their gender. Sie remembered the time sie welcomed into hir dominance a man so eager to become hir slave, but later to reveal himself as one of the masters. Sie discovered this as sie stripped him down, as sie had him bound to the wall: the beautiful skin of his small breasts, the look of fear in his eyes as sie brought the knife to his neck, his hairless cunt. |