. I belong to you more than most of you guys ... I have been the happiest that I've ever been in my life! When you and I ... and the others all stood ...up to Monica, I felt like ... brave again. I felt strong and heroic again. I felt proud of myself at last ... unashamed to be my true self at last..."I think ... okay, I'll just come out and say it ... I think that I'm at least a natural sissy or transvestite or something, if not an actual woman. I want to experiment further with my femininity,. I open the kit, a simple folding wallet, and undo the press studs holding the swatch of fabric with the dressmaker pins. I look over at my lover, staring at me now with eyes wide. Still tears at the edges, but hints of questioning and the first dribbles of fresh fear creeping in. As I separate the swatch of pins and return the rest of the kit to the nightstand, a gust of lavender reaches my nose. There must be a sprig tucked in a pocket. As it passes I realise how strong the scents of sweat and. Slowly, I reached for my shirt again, removing it. After it came my bra, then my jeans, followed by my panties. Which left me naked again. "Yes, Mistress." "Good girl," she answered with a smirk, running the whip through her hand. "Now, I've prepared some special breakfast.." With those words, she moved over to the bed, pushed me back down again and moved her pussy on top of my face.I obediently started eating it out. I licked along her pussy lips, then pressed my tongue against her clit. I. This is my first writing at ISS. I’m not spending much on the boring introduction part but the below is a pure fictional fantasy of mine.My name is David(fake), a submissive femdom lover and i’m working in an IT company in Trivandrum, Kerala. My office has around 500+ employees. There are lot of beautiful young and matured girls, some of them are timid but there were dominating type also. I actually had a crush on a lady named Jishna who is married already but she’s attractive and have.