" Thanks," said Steve, "Er, how do we start?" Well first I want you to go into the changing room and take off all those nasty male clothes you're wear...ing. You won't need them again while you are staying here. Put on that nice slinky satin nightdress you find there and come back here, and enter the preparation room on the left. I'll join you there shortly. Oh and by the way, for the rest of your stay here you are Stephanie, once you take those clothes Stephen will cease to be."Steve was a bit. It’s a real story nothing is fiction in it. Let’s come back to the story. After our first meeting, it became once a week plan to meet my master. I use to study at college. And bunk every Saturday for my master to serve him the whole day. He used to take a week off that day only.As I was in shocked who are the other slave girls he has. I bid him goodbye and left his flat. As soon a reach home. I had a message from my master saying “I’m impressed by you. Feel so good to have such an obedient. So here is my story this is when i was 24, i was coming from college, as usually a women caught my eyes. She was standing near a hotel, she was one of the fine laden as if craving for excruciating sex, she was wearing a high neck sweater exposing her melons and yes she was not wearing bra for sure as her boobs nipples were coming out like two eye pupils, she had approx. 36 inch boobs she was wearing high heels, and glasses with long nails, she was heavily build, was wearing a tight skin jeans,. Maybe he was hesitating because he loved me. He seemed to ask for permission with his gaze, and I nodded at him. Slowly, he pushed forward, and I gasped as he entered me.A flash of pain radiated through my groin, dissipating slowly as he stilled. He’d groaned when he penetrated, and his body was quivering as we held steady. It was both our first times, and I’d heard that such a situation usually proved disastrous. However I felt that, all things considered, it was going magically. A modern.