"I have nothing left to give you, I have tried to be a good slut and now I know I have failed, what can I do"? Her breathing was jagged and some small... part of him felt for the pathetic figure prostrate and degraded."Have you the toys nearby"?, she raised her head and nodded. "Take out the large butt plug", he could see her hands fumble with the bag, she shook violently with the faint hope that perhaps her Master could punish her sufficiently to forget her indiscretions. "Hurry" the voice. He just laughed at this and told me I was a sissy boy. My face grewwarm, and I wanted to hit him; but I squelched my anger once gain.When it was seven o'clock, I descended down from my attic room to thesecond floor. After commandeering a can of shaving gel and a pink razorfrom the shelf on the linen closet where Aunt Jane kept extra bathroomsupplies, I went into the shower and shaved my legs and underarms. Ididn't have much hair there, but it was still weird when what little Ihad was gone;. “Why not honey, you know you are totally believable as a woman , even your voice has changed!” I coughed nervously, I had been lightening my voice as the weeks passed! “But they will want references etc!” I said. “Yes I have that covered, you know Louise is leaving the profession to take up primary school teaching? Well you will become Louise and we will give her childcare references to you, she’s happy about it.” I thought for a while, “Well I guess I could at least try the interview I can. ‘Master, Now?’ Ken didn’t wait for Jean to reply, instead he raced out of the door anxiously. He ran as fast as fast as his legs could take, even more than that, he knew if the elder wanted a private conversation with him it was going to be important. He nearly flew as he turned the corner into the bazaar, but he saw that this was the busy hour, and it would take forever for Ken to get past all of those people. He thought of an idea, he saw that the heights of the buildings were quite small and.