I'm sure Kelli was incredible. Nevertheless, and for the last time please, this is where I belong. This is where I am meant to be and where I need to ...be if you are to succeed."That had been the story from Bud all day long. I had meant to tease him, perhaps torture him a little, with the details of the trip, and particularly the wonderful details of Kelli and I consummating our relationship with our first lovemaking session.He was glad for me. Happy for us. Confident that we had a real future. But Mistress is unyielding. I wonder to myself if she's about to get her period--that would explain things, as she gets cranky and snappish a few days before. Usually she is very even-handed and fair in terms of discipline. Today, though, I came home to be greeted by a she-wolf. "You know you're getting punished good for this, don't you?" Mistress asks me. There is something in her tone, something which (probably because of my own bad mood) comes off so smug and gloating, that causes me to make. We thought it would be a nice quiet duty assignment for you before your actual career starts.”After the briefing, Harris held me back and handed me a sealed Order chip. “Ensign Olafson, keep this order chip sealed and do not open it unless you feel or observe anything unusual.”I took the chip and said. “Sir, would there be a chance that I observe something unusual?”The captain responded saying. “You will be very close to Freespace and the station sees little traffic, so keep your eyes open.”I. Golden hoop earrings (which were clip-ons) and some golden anklets onboth feet that jingled. She even but a hair-band on my head."The bangles and anklets are a symbol of your new feminine identity andyour servitude to me. These are my bonds you wear now," she announced.I just looked at the floor meekly.Finally, when she showed me the mirror, I couldn't believe it. Staring atme was a beautiful Indian bride. Looking at me, no one, and I mean noone, would have thought I was a boy then. My heart.