Chapter Seven
Dinner As A Lady-Boy
Ninety minutes later I looked at myself in the same mirror. I even fancied myself, such was the transformation.
Once I had come round from my orgasm, Mistress had waxed my balls and crack, which brought my senses back very sharply. She put some oil on the raw skin to sooth it, which started to get some early signs of life back in my flaccid c**k.
“Crikey already?” Mistress was surprised. “We need you in that harness quickly, I think. The harness had an inflatable butt plug, she had told me, so she could increase the size as the day went on, so you are ready for the pegging you will receive later at the party.
This was the second mention of a ‘party’ and it had my full attention.
However, I was soon distracted as the brutal leather device did its’ pa
