"_I_ know what he said. He has to SAY that now,whenever he tries to stop what's happening. And it triggers him into alight trance so he CAN'T resist.... Are YOU trying to resist, Andrea?" It just seems so... CONTROLLING, Mistress," Andrea was finding it hardto concentrate."That's what we have to DO, for you to get what you WANT," MzDominicareplied. "You want him as a GIRL, don't you? You want him feminized!" Yes, Mistress," said Andrea. "He's so much NICER this way. I LIKEmen... but I like. ’ She perceived his emotion as hot lead being poured into her heart and felt it melt a whole within and sink to her center. ‘I love you, Philip. I love you…’ she needed him to understand it, to feel the heat of it as it burned within her, ‘… love you so much.’ She hugged him so that he might feel the fire within her. He heard the urgency in her voice, and though he couldn’t see the tears in the shower he thought he heard them in her voice. He hugged her in return, feeling the strength her love. .. and wet," he said lightly.He continued to quietly stroke me while sipping his coffee. I closed my eyes and began to rotate my hips. He chuckled. His hand lightly stroking me became my focus. Dark, with my eyes closed. Quiet, without speaking. My consciousness was reduced to feeling. The feeling of his hand on my bottom. It was a meditation. "His hand," was my mantra."Okay, up!" he ordered, lightly smacking my right cheek.Startled, I fairly jumped off the bed. I stood there a little dazed and. But even as she beganto slide it out, orgasmic aftershocks rumbled through her groin,betrayed by her trembling and soft moans of pleasure. Deannaknew Leslie was amused watching Deanna move the dildo insideherself, trying to continue the stimulation and the pleasure. Still,Deanna didn't care at that moment. The pleasure was far moreimportant than any possible embarrassment. Finally, Deannaextracted the dildo, and stared open-mouthed at the instrument ofpleasure she'd just used on herself. .