...but it was a trap. As soon as I gripped his arm, he thrust his hipsoff the floor, throwing me face-first onto the carpet.I scrambled to twist arou...nd, but he was on me in a heartbeat, and eventhough I knew what was coming, I still couldn't stop him from gettingthe same behind-the-back double arm-lock he had the last time wefought."You better not let me out of this, fucker!" I raged, "because as soonas you do I'm gonna kick your fucking ass!"Kelly was standing above us, pulling on Andre's arm. It was soo arrousing thinking of wearing the dress, yet Ididn't do.Then during my childhood I remember going thru some old clothes andfinding skirts and a girlish dress, wearing it now and then.i dressed less in my early years as a child, then stopped dressingbetween 12-18 years old thinking I can break away from it. But it wasalways there, the urge to dress in girls clothes, never went away.I remember at 18 in between high school and college I needed to take astressful driving test, to get my. I looked at the cum leaking out of her before moving to the side and using a med injector to keep her asleep. I grabbed the judge and shoved the ball gag into his mouth before pushing him out and through the house.Downstairs in his office I restrained him in his desk chair and pulled out the slim neural stimulator. I set it on the desk before using another med injector, this one to administer the drug that would heighten the pain. I turned and used his desk comp to pull up information. I. And the more I looked, the more he undressed. Every inch of him was so yummy. His camera was clear enough for me to see everything and it felt like he was just in front of me, in person, and touching me the way he was touching himself.I tried to snap out of it, remembering I wasn't the kind to do such acts. So I tried to stop myself but when I looked at the monitor, I could see him stroking his growing cock and balls from his pants. I was done for.He probably knew his effect on me, or maybe.