"Not on the rear, this time, slave," said Mistress. "Turn around and face me."Confused, Todd turned, his hands still clasped together, not knowing wha...t to expect.Mistress pointed her paddle at him. "Hands behind you, slave." And Todd moved his hands, his right hand grabbing two of the fingers of his left. "Look down!" Mistress commanded. "I did not give you permission to look at my face." Todd stared down at the floor, his cock so tight in the chastity.THWACK! THWACK! A hard blow across the top. We rushed back to his apartment, he stripped me down and we fucked like rabbits until dawn. Well, maybe two or three times. Neither of us were cuddlers, but he did ask me to spend the night with him. When the sun came up, he drove me to my car and gave me a glowing post-coital kiss.Yeah, I know it's not the stuff of fairy tales, but I was 22 and horny as hell. Plus, he was good in bed. Well, that's not quite right. He was fan-fucking-tastic.Out of bed ... not so much. He liked to talk about. I lay in the bath contemplating the evening to come. I was now expected not only to allow my self to be treated as a woman but to actively encourage a man to treat me like one.Lying in the bath I was conscious of how my body was changing. The soapy water on my chest only served to emphasise my developing breasts and my hips and bottom were definitely becoming rounder. I now had the hands and arms of a woman and looking at myself in the mirror I could find nothing masculine in the shape of my. He was quickly pulling up his pants, as the driver of the one car came over to talk with him. They stood there talking and pointing at me. I actually started moving and stood up, walking over to Marcus and putting my arms around him, as I rested my head on his shoulder. Two of the guys came up on either side of me and put my arms over their shoulders and led me to their car. Marcus was pointing at me and talking pretty animated as the other two men leaned me against their car and were feeling.