The special event had begun."Your not just a slave tonight, pet. You are my sissy fag slut. Perhaps from now on you will regard me with the fear and... respect I deserve."I was completely helpless. Helpless to stop Bear's cock from slamming into me again and again at increasing force and speed. Helpless to stop Mistress from transforming me into a sissy slut. At that moment I would give anything to go back in time and refuse Mistress's proposition. But Bear was obviously enjoying himself, my. Rub, massage your partners hands with a hot, wet washcloth. Scratch your partners back. Open your shirt and nurse your lover like a baby. Roll play: You are master & your partner is slave. Roll play: You are the doctor, examine your lover. Nibble your partners earlobe. Direct, coach your lover: How to make love to your tits. Direct, coach your lover: How to give you a hand job. Use the vibrator on your lover. Use the vibrator on yourself. Use the vibrator on your lovers back. As your partner. I’m sorry.” So spontaneous, but so true.“Matt, you’re not the first, and will not be the last patient to react like that. I appreciate the apology but it isn’t necessary. What’s going on?”I spent the next five minutes recounting the interaction with Justine the night before and as I got to the part about the hug, she started asking questions.“Did you act on any of this Matt?” she asked.“No. I was embarrassed, weirdly turned on, and generally confused. I knew better than not to act on an. Epilogue: Amanda's graduation party arrived shortly thereafter and was a big success. Whitney ignored me nearly the entire time she was there and things seemed to be back to normal between herself and Amanda. During that last summer my step-daughter turned eighteen and there were more than a few interesting adventures that season, although I simply loved her too much to take advantage of her innocence. Besides, she was a virgin and I wanted some young man to be her first and the one who'd break.