I really want it. I get rock hard.He wipes it all up with wipes and paper towels. I'm so disappointed.He canes my balls and cock a good number of time...s. Maybe 10. Ice cream and scream. When he's done as soon as I catch my breath i pass out again.Every half hour or so maybe 45 minutes I'm not sure. I wake up again to my balls being caned. I'm awake again now. He puts his hand on the cane. I cringe. He takes it off. He puts it on. I cringe. He takes it off.He canes my balls. I scream.I watch his. Somehow the ideaof abandoning my journey into womanhood just seemed to have beendiscarded without any logical assessment.The booklet was on the dresser - "Sex Affirmation Surgery - A Guide forTranswomen." Was that what I was? A transwoman? To find out, I wouldneed to read it.It all seemed very complicated. There were complicated assessments anda very long transition process set out in the book. But the chapter on"Surgery" included what appeared to be a "no questions asked" Thailandbased. Erin and I both wanted to know how Jenny was going, but Mom wasn't talking."Let's go. You two need to get home." No Mom. I want to stay with Jenny." Sorry Mark, I will explain it on the way."We walked out to the car and started to head home. I was not going to let her off with silence."What's going on Mom? Why all of the secrecy?" Jenny is going to be fine. She came to very soon after arriving. She does have a grade 2 concussion. I don't know how she didn't have a cracked skull." What about the. "You know netter than that Miss Jennifer."The cop was thrashing and coughing through his gag."She's soo cute isn't she?" The doc teased running his hand up her waist cupping a firm tit. Jennifer was now resisting a little more the huge frame of the doc towering over her.He looked at the man with an imprisoned bent double cock. "She enough to get any man hard. Let's see how long you can resist when she starts moaning."He pulled both her arms behind her back binding the wrists her chest thrusting.