I then placed oh her a leather collar with a leash around her neck and told her " your my slut for the rest of the night, you will do as I say, unders...tand me". She nodded her head. I told her " you anwser me the rest of the night with, yes master, understand me" she replied yes master. I then place on her a o ring mouth gag the had chains attached to nipple clamps she accepted the gag in her mouth and moaned when I place the clamps on her nipples. She was my slave now. I told her to sit on the. She smiled at him and nodded.An hour or so later she sat in the coach's office and filled out some forms, still falsifying her age. He found her a uniform including some sliders and socks and asked about shoes."I've got some old soccer shoes and some beat up trainers." They'll do, either one, but you ought to get some cleats and get a toe guard when you do. Bring me the receipt, and we'll reimburse you."She nodded."You use drugs?" Not much, not often." She smiled, glad it was true."Stay. She felt them up good. Then came the questions. Was there a scar? What do my nipples look like? Are they positioned right? I turned, facing away from the beach and lifted one, pulling down my top to expose a tit. She says, oh they are perfect, and grabbed my bare tit this time. She tells me she must have had to much rum punch. She has never felt a ladies tits before, nor even asked to. I asked, you've never been with a female before? She laughingly says nooooo. I asked, so, you never though. Just waituntil he saw what she had given him. Through the office's frosted glass,Barbara could see Chris' silhouette wriggling into the skin-tightdesigner jeans. The sweat shirt slipped on easily but she couldn'tsuppress a giggle when Chris bellowed out his disapproval of the sweatshirt's logo."I am not wearing this stuff, Barbie, no fucking way!!" Chris stormed out of the office. His legs looked sexy, female, and longin the faded skin-tight denim. Even his ass had a sort of boyishlyfeminine.