“Where are we going to do this?” he asked, “Here, in the bathroom or are we going to your place?” Clare wasn’t sure what to say to him. She...was used to being the one who set the ground rules for these encounters. “I don’t think we will be going anywhere until I know your name,” she said somewhat breathlessly at the thought of him so much as touching her. He chuckled quietly and turned towards the door, catching her hand as he walked towards the exit. Clare thought about pulling back and. His hands were working deep in my back. He worked on my legs and pushed slowly up to my ass and inside my legs. His hands covered in warm oil would slide along my hole, with fingers sliding inside. I was relaxed and did nothing to stop him. He moved up the table towards my head to work down my back to my ass. His semi hard dick was rubbing against my face and lips. I very cautiously stuck my tongue out and was met with his mushroom tip. He looked down at me and smiled. Then, with one of his. Another huge taboo per our charter, anyone who wants to give up the collar may do so at any time and be allowed to walk away.”She asked, “How do you keep members if they can leave any time they want for any reason they want?I looked directly in her eyes, “In 26 years, I have never had anyone request to leave my organization for any reason other than they had to leave the area. I personally gave them the number of another Master or Mistress, whichever they wanted. That is how this organization. "Good evening, sir," the officer said with a strange tone in his voice."We're looking for a Michelle. Is she here?" Um, no, Sir," I stammered. "It's just me. I'm Michael, so maybe that'sthe confusion."The officer checked his notes. "You're not Michelle?" he asked. I triedto laugh it off as I am obviously a guy, but my laugh caught in my throatwhen he held up a picture of me in full drag."Sissy Michelle?" he asked, even though he obviously already knew theanswer."You certainly look like her,".
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