It was true that the more she punished herself, the better she felt deep down in her feminine core. But it was also a fact that her body ached like ne...ver before and she regretted the ill use of her battered bottom.Her classroom was particularly silent this morning.The assembly of twenty some odd young girls ranging in age from 16 to 19 had sensed her reticent mood and had attended to their books without the usual banter and flighty spirits of a group of inexperienced nubile females.Ursula sat. This pattern continued for a number of weeks. In my own body I continued to be very dominant but in my femme form I found myself surrendering more and more to Majas dominance. This included light bondage and other methods of discipline when I 'misbehaved'. She also enjoyed occasionally humiliating me and reminded me of my true form when I was most feminine. She clearly enjoyed playing the part of the dominant and relished those hours.One day during our play she asked if she could take my form.. On my chest. He sees you finding the places that make me gasp for breath and grip the end of the table...my eyes grow wide, locked into his. His left hand drops out of sight.I can only imagine the bulge he is stroking in the shadows and which of my holes He wants to take first. You push me further. You like seeing me struggle to maintain restraint and inhibition against the urgency of my primal hungers.Im not all that good at hiding it.(and i dont really want to...) He's watching as you take. That's why that once we get on the last train home we have both had enough of teasing each other. I can almost sense how wet your pussy is as you look me in the eye suggestively as our train pulls out of London. As you cross then uncross your legs i can see the tops of the stockings you have on, this makes my cock throb immediately and you know it. Our carriage is by no means empty but you cannot wait. You zone in on my cock and rub it hard encouraging it to throb in your hands. You have no.