"Tara where are you?" he replied hearing Tara's voice say these words, he was almost convinced of his current appearance. He would need a mirror to se...e just how much he looked like her now.He was soon to his feet and in the bathroom that was attached to their bedroom. It felt strange to walk, for his chest would jiggle with every step. He looked in the mirror and saw as a surprised expression crossed Tara's face in the reflection. His hands went immediately to his new face, feeling the soft. She was desperate for a drink but was confused and scared to say yes. It made no difference he answered his own question ‘yes please sir’. She watched as he first removed his boots quickly followed by his breeches – she hadn’t expected him to be so large. Even as the funnel was placed in the gag it was still a shock when Sebastian started to pee into it. The hot fluid entered her stomach and it churned. He stood back a smug grin on his face.He removed the gag and whispered ‘ass or cunt’ –. Of course when the fondling and the feeling starts, clothes fall off, and when the fucking happens people are as naked as when they were born! In Spain it is less fun because single males are physically separated from couples. There are areas for all, and areas for couples, so sometimes it is more difficult to establish contact, to start the seduction game rolling... Sometimes the clubs have pools or saunas or jacuzzis, and usually there people just go naked, sometimes discreetly wrapping. He retrieves the long handled riding crop that is kept hanging beside the bed, and he orders me to spread my legs even further. Sometimes he beats me with his belt, but the crop has a narrow tip, and enables him to land stinging blows with precision. My ass soon begins to feel like it's on fire, and Master goes to work on my legs, and my tender inner thighs. The pain is almost unbearable, but not nearly as bad as the knowledge that I am writhing naked in front of my daughter, and she is.