" Beg." It belittles me so . . . but if it will help you decide, then so be it."She got down on her hands and knees and pleaded with me now.I decided ...I'd had my fun with her, and it was time to humor her little game and do as she asked, that is to take the ring from her hand and place it upon my own.As I touched the ring I felt a cold chill bite into my hand. A stabbingcold chill of winter rushed up my arm and I stepped quickly away witha start."Please sir," she cried. "There is but ten minutes. .. but in agood way. I don't know, it's strange. I can tell I am smaller, butthere is something more important going on, I feel even more stronglyattracted to you. And you've changed too!"John looked at the mirror Pat had brought from his hut. John's hairwas thicker and curly, and he felt great, stronger. He flexed in themirror, impressed with the definition of his muscles."Oh, I like it," Pat murmured.They locked eyes, and Pat threw himself at John with a low growl andthrust his own. I repeated the procedure on my right ankle. I moved my legs as far as I could ? about two inches. There's no going back now, I thought. I took the silky black scarf, placed it over my eyes and tied the blindfold tightly behind my head. I let myself fall back onto the bedcover and reached up for the two wrist cuffs, which I had noticed were attached to each other by metal rings, which were in turn connected to the wrought-iron headboard by a short chain. It was easy getting the cuff locked on my. Other men fuck me for their pleasure, not only was I gay, but I was the bottom, the pleaser. Now she looked at me different, but it felt strangely okay. Like I was revealing myself to a woman for the first time, saying "that's right, I'm not a competitive alpha, I am a cock pleaser." After she rang me up she smiled at me at bagged up my purple butt plug and said in a nice way "have a nice day." After that I practiced pushing the butt plug into my ass, and even made high pitched moans while I.