Sie remembered cutting him down, watching him go over to his bag and remove the soft flesh of his cock as he bore down upon it, pulling it up into himself.Sie remembered cutting him down, watching him go over to his bag and remove the soft flesh of his cock as he bore down upon it, pulling it up into himself. The prosthesis alone kept hir enthralled, such that sie demanded to learn more. And then to find hirself signing the rules, the contract, giving up possession of what was hir life, hir gender, for this weekend. A transformation, an experience, hir signature giving hir entry among them, and so completely, so suddenly. Sie left hir job that night and met the four masters, who brought hir to their van. Inside, sie was stripped, laid down among the pillows and rugs, on top of hir binding restraint which had been designed for hir. It was an abduction, sie was being removed from hir entire previous mode of thinking, they were stripping away what was unnecessary to hir. Sie has been a mistress to slaves before, and sie knew better than to be disobedient. Sie was 'a good bottom', too good to ever bottom properly. Sie knew what sie demanded when it was hir as mistress, topping the slave, sending the slave around in commands and trails which they understood only that they were pleasing their mistress. |