But now, at this level Timmy was as far into thefeminine lifestyle as was possible, she'd taken him way, way beyond hisidea of just the dressing. She... kept him totally smooth, powdered andperfumed and with complete makeup and a strict and feminine woman'spermed hair set. And then fully dressed from head to toe and from theskin out in seamed hose and strict paneled foundations each and everyday. Dresses during the day and women's nylon nighties and night gownsat night. Timmy wasn't allowed to. ? He reprimanded her, finally succumbing to the urge to fondle a nearly exposed breast, running a thumb across a rigid nipple. ?Yes Master!? she gasped at the touch. He made a twirling motion with his finger. She slowly turned her back to him, barely able to breathe. She felt each wrist being wrapped in soft leather. She examined one cuff, noticing it was the same strong but supple pink leather currently encircling her throat. Her wrists were then brought together behind her and with a. ”I moved to him, “we are not here to judge you. Tell the magister.”I turned him and pulled a braided leather cord to tie his wrists. I took his weapon belt off and put it over my shoulder before I bent to slap the two men awake. I pulled them up and tied their wrists and took their weapons. Eric did not say anything as I started pushing them out. As we started back to the bridge he looked at me, “why take the other two?”I snorted, “driving a point home.”We stopped at the near side of the bridge. “That I may be dear Vincent” she answered biting my lower lip teasingly pushing my hands away. “Hey stop that!” I responded unbutton the remaining two pulling down her dress which had a blood stain from my wounds. Florence shrugged helping me to remove her dress and sat it in a crumpled heap next the makeshift bed leaving her in her bustle which I untied and dropped on top of her dress leaving just her long pajamas made of soft cotton her dress shoes were sitting underneath the door of the.