Not that the customers knew. Or cared. They simply knew theplace for what it was. A top-notch discrete bit of refinement in theheart of the city, w...here the staff knew not to comment or questionanything they?d see. Ever.A private word from someone high-up at Ten Downing had worked wonders.It always did.This particular night had seen the entire Sissy Squad dolled up andtrolling for action at our favorite nightclub in London. The Far OutClub. Catering to the entire spectrum of CD?s and. The first 2 years i was only trained to behave well as a female slave and to have the right attitude to this life. In the same time my father was trained too by my mother but in other way. He went to work as every day and after work he was the dog on all fours. He had always his chastity device in place and needed more and more whipping to be an obedient dog. He got his meal or should i better say dog food from me, in his bowl on the floor. i made all house chores and cooked for my mother and. “Tell me what you want me to say and I say it?” she pleaded. I pulled her hand to my growing bulge and said, “Make your promise of what I can do to you.” ”You can fuck me and I’ll suck your cock…” Interrupting I said, “I know that! Is there anything I can’t do?” “No, there’s nothing you can’t do,” she pledged. “I promise to do whatever you want.” Since we didn't want to be spotted together, I pointed across the street to the school yard. I showed her where the school fence turned to the left. I waved her while she drove to the exit gate of hotel when she suddenly stopped, lowered down the window, turned her head back towards me and said, "Your car is ready at my showroom. You can pick it up from there whenever you get free from here. Good bye James." At that very moment, I realized why people hated goodbyes but a smile crept up my lips thinking that Jane accepted my request of calling her in the evening. After the last session of the conference, I took a cab to Jane's car showroom.