The stewardess was speaking to her but her world was a silent place. Reading her lips, she knew that they would be landing soon. She closed her textbo...ok, placed it in her bag and shoved the bag under the seat in front of her. She fastened her seatbelt and sat back waiting for the plane to land, her mind drifted back some two years, to the fateful day when she had met Chris online in a D/s role-play chat room.She had been so depressed that day. It was the six month anniversary of her father's. As a nerd in mind and a pervert at heart, the man was reborn, not in the mundane world that so carelessly mistreated him, but in the world he always read about. More precisely the erotically charged variant we now find ourselves in. And so our heroes merged together and became one. The life in the mundane world fades away, the old name, the old neighbours, the old job, all of those are left behind. Only his dreams, his ambitions and all those plans on how he wanted to treat his favourite and. After a couple of minutes, she shifted her body so her crotch was over my face. “Jessie, I really want to make love with a cross dresser tonight. I want you to get me ready for a night with a cross dressing sissy.” As my tongue came in contact with the outer lips of her pussy, she moaned and then said, “My, my. I know why you aren’t talking. My cat definitely got your tongue, and it feels so good!” I stuck my tongue deeper into her pussy and occasionally licked her clit. She was really starting. Just before I passed out, I smiled, as I was now certain that I had died and gone to heaven. I finally opened my eyes when I felt a cool wet rag dabbing my sweaty face and neck. I was still restrained to the X frame, but apparently Uncle Clyde was busy while I was comatose. He had unclasped my ankle cuffs from the lower rings, and clipped the cuffs to the same upper rings that held my wrists. He had removed the fat butt plug that was jammed up my ass, and replaced it with the same huge black.