I had got a job with Pete when he bought Driftwood. I was the designer. I knew exactly what shade of paint were on each wall, what style flooring, whe...re the chrome tap fittings had come from. I also ordered all the kinkiness that was upstairs from the lube cupboard to the fluffy hand cuffs in the zebra themed playroom. I would come back to driftwood under bags and I would insist that I had to try them out on someone. Pete always offered. And I never turned him down. A couple of times we would. ' I cradled her gently and began to lick my cum from her face, pausing occasionally to transfer what I'd collected into her waiting mouth. She lay quietly as my tongue washed her and when I'd finished she stretched languorously.'That was so nice. No-one's ever done that for me before. Usually it's just a case of pass the tissues please. You're more unusual than I'd thought. What's next?' I rolled off the bed and refilled our wine glasses, put them on the bedside table, then fetched a washcloth. Then he has me lift up, and he takes down my panties. I don't know why he doesn't take down my panties when he takes off my skirt. They provide very little protection from his spanking. The hand spanking he gives really doesn't hurt, and is more of a turn-on for me. It feels so good to be very close to him in this submissive position, and his hand spanking makes my butt feel very nice and warm. After about five minutes of the hand spanking, he has me stand up and he takes off my. Each visit, nothing would give me greater pleasure than toreport I an mastered some new feminine skill, and the day I got myprescription, I showed him the pills with glee.By that time I was not only able to pass in public, I was working parttime, and other than my boss, nobody had any idea I had not been born awoman. And it seemed like I loved him more after each time we weretogether .Finally, the big day came. Re-assignment. After the surgery, I waslaying in a hospital bed with an IV filled.