It’s too much to ask and besides it’s illegal.”“I understand. There are lots of things I would like to do that aren’t exactly legal.” I s...ay.“Ok I’ll tell you but you promise not to think bad of me?”“Of course I promise.” I say really meaning it. ‘You can tell me anything.”“Ok” she whispers red faced, “I want a slave.”“A slave? Like a sex slave that will do whatever you want?” I ask and resume rubbing her clit with my cock. “No, like a slave that I can force to do whatever I want her to do.. Arabella lowered her eyes and raised up the crop.Another blow fell on the opposite side. Now a crisscrossing pair of welts stretched across both of Velvet's tits. Velvet did not shed one tear.Her blatant disinterest in the lesson she was supposed to be learning incensed Arabella. Her next blow was the hardest one of all.The length of the riding crop laid across both Velvet's tits at once and must have stung horribly. Her flesh spasmed from its painful memory.Velvet bit her lip and groaned. That. Id shave my body hair and paint my nails, i gave myself a female name which was Cindy, id buy female clothes and underwear almost everyday. (Anyway back to the story of which i was going to tell you). I was at my flat all dressed up one evening when my landlord called to collect his rent, (i had forgot about the rent that month and had spent all my money on female stuff). I let my lanlord in, He asked me for the rent and i told him i was broke and would pay him double next month, he said that. She would stride with sedate care down the sidewalk or in the hallway of the school where she worked part time ... the cane tapping the ground in time to her step, her hips working, her handsome face intent on the space before her. And she was a handsome woman.Lonely too though. You might wonder at it. She had been unpartnered for years. Some of her acquaintance considered her shy. She thought of herself--in reference to the shyness--as aloof or at any rate reserved. At this time of her life in.