She wasn'talways so. Feminising a man to the point where he is morefeminine than a woman, to the point where he forgets he everclaimed a life as a man..., to the point where she lives the lifeof a truly submissive wife and servant, is a long and painfulprocess. Especially for her. But I digress. Let me start at thebeginning.When she first replied to my advertisement for a maid I expectednothing more than an evening's sexual adventure. But from themoment I answered her timid knock on the door I. She was still gasping and giving vent to bubbling wailing as her husband raised the cane for the second stroke. He made her wait even longer for this stroke. It was a habit of his when administering a severe punishment to allow a long pause between the first and second strokes. With the offender still squirming under the agony of the initial stroke he liked to allow this pause to give them time to reflect on the significance of the first encounter between their naked flesh and the cane and to. As they got to a set of bleachers, she dropped her phone and bent over to pick it up. She told me she was wearing a short dress and it is design to tie the breast area also which she wasn’t wearing a bra and wore a thong. So as she bent over, she said her dress must have revealed her thong and he told her to bend over again and she did it again but this time he lifted her dress to reveal her thong and butt cheeks lol. She turned around said giggled and as he was sitting on the bleachers, she. Everyone who was travelling had long ago made sure they were on the train. It wasn’t like there would be another past that day.The engine complained, puffed and skidded the wheels; then gained a grip and they began to move out. At last they were moving away from the wild west towards the civilised east.Or, as Jesse and her new friend Melissa agreed they were moving from fun towards boredom, from excitement to dull, dull, dull. The train continued east for two days and then stopped overnight.