.. Wendy, for how long do I have to wear this?" I asked her as shefinished clicking the lock shut."It won't be too long, sweetie, don't worry. Pretty... soon after we startyour hormones, you'll stay nice and limp all the time." I rememberedback to my thoughts of Saturday, telling her about the mega-doses ofhormones that would effectively castrate me, and my thoughts of herfucking another, my own little cockette hanging limply. Was she reallygoing to take me that far?Wendy continued as she stood. You, my dear Laura - I'm never going to let you go."Dr. Adams hugged Laura tightly and the young girl returned her embrace. Laura found herself grinding her pelvis against the older woman. She tried to stop her body, but discovered she couldn't. Dr. Adams was forced to pry herself away from the desperate girl."Okay, under the desk with you, my little office girl," Dr. Adams commanded, as she helped Laura back under the desk. The older woman sat down in the leather executive chair and scooted. The sentencing and the beginning of my official punishment will be vidcast live at that time.?The collar continued to speak through her, ?Since I am now a convicted criminal, I may no longer wear the clothing of the ruling class.? Shumara’s body trembled as she struggled against the collar’s control, but her arms and hands were no longer hers. They moved as if on their own to unbutton the front of her exquisite gown and slowly slide it from her body. Soon her blouse and underslips followed. And that's how I met Maya. She was an assistant manager at the upscale hotel where I'd been staying for months. Our interaction was pretty limited, but over time we seemed to get to know each other. And there was something there. But I wouldn't have acted on it. It just seemed tacky to hit on someone while they were working.And so I didn't think about it much. Not until a Friday night toward the end of the project. It was a chance meeting. A few colleagues and I had gone out for drinks at a bar.