”We drove in silence for almost a full minute before Amy did exactly what I knew she would.“Sir, who is Bubble Butt?”“I guess you could call h...er the cute girl that Beth pretty much put out as a sacrificial lamb for her Master last night.”“Excuse me, Sir?”“First of all, what am I?”“You are my Master, Sir.”“What are you?”“I am your slave, Sir.”“So, do I answer to you, slave?”“No Sir. I answer to you and only to you, Master.”“That’s my good Princess.”“Thank you, Sir.”“Are you good with just. So we couldn’t play Badminton. After 10 days, we started playing again. At 5 pm on that day, Sanjana came to the court in the same pink t-shirt and black tracks, in which I saw her last time. We started playing. We had long rallies of smashes and we were drowned into the game. I won the first set.The second set was won by Sanjana. In the decider set, I was leading her 7-5. In the next serve, I dropped the cork close near the net. She came fast running but slipped and fell down. Thud! came the. If he wanted to watch her wet her shorts, then she would let him.The girl squirmed uncomfortably before him. His grin widened. Yes, this was fun. The little blonde pleaded and whined, but not so loudly to be heard by anyone outside the garage. Her struggles were weak, now aimed more at not letting her urine flood the crotch of her shorts."Please don't make me," the girl begged, "My mom will be mad at me." Diana bent her knees, bobbing up and down, and crossed her legs."Oh no you don't," Jay. “I would, if it makes you happy. But ‘she’ has to be pretty. I don’t want some NFL Linebacker in a dress with more hair on his body than me!”A big smile expanded on Nancy’s face and I could tell she was beyond happy, she was ecstatic. “Don’t worry Steve, she will be pretty and you will love it!” After I agreed to her fantasy, Nancy let me do whatever I wanted to her for the rest of the night. About a month had past, in which Nancy had spent a considerable amount of time looking at a transgender.