When I got home from school, I rinsed and douched, put my wig andtits back on and dressed like a girl. Once I was dressed, I would help momwith dinner....While dad watched TV, mom and I were in the kitchen talking about girlthings. I told her about the fun I was having with my dildo, about my dirtydreams and fantasies. She told me about the sex she and my dad were havingand how good it felt.We would have dinner I would clean up and we all watched TV for a few hoursand go to bed. I would play with. However, it's not all that simple. As a Master, the Dominant also has a responsibility to make sure that her needs are met. Parts of those needs are to teach her and to help her become more educated in the lifestyle you both share. You also need to teach her your ways as well. However, you also need to listen to her and try to understand her. She is offering something to you that is most precious to her and should be to you as well. That gift is the gift of her submission. That gift should be. But why not? After all, I stick my tongue out and flick it against the tip of Mark’s cock. I’m a scarlet woman, an adulteress. When there’s no reply from Mark, I say, “Tell me, Mark. Do you want me to be your kinky cocksucker?”“Of course.” He sounds hoarse, suspended between desire and disbelief.“Then tell me, Mark.” I slither my tongue briefly against his swollen cock. “Tell me you want me to be your kinky cocksucker.”I wait. Mark’s voice returns, still a little uncertain, but saturated with. It was not worth the potential hassle which came with herjust trying to do a basic biological function. That threat of a strangermaking her prove she was going to the right toilets would remind her tosome people she was not a woman, but just a man who committed selfmutilation.The strong female was not scared to be assertive by standing up for whatshe believed to be right. Ruth was just tired of having the same debateover and over again with different people. Seeing a transgender persongoing to.