Jag är ensam hemma... Jag ringer till min mästare, han vet vad han ska göra!

( Continued from the anniversary ) The next day, I go home, I'm alone, my husband isn't there, probably going to see someone from our circle of friends or family. I prepare myself for my master to take care of and take back my I am happy because I am no longer a "female" in these eyes and my submission is more and more appreciated because I feel that his cock is also taking pleasure... He told me that he is going to recruit other women to convert into "females". I will help him with this task while remaining available for him I am convinced that there are many women, regardless of their situations (single or in a relationship) who want to be fully considered as a female as the time of prehistory Next time I let myself wear a collar like a! Why limit yourself? In addition he is right, we have breasts, buttocks, mouths... I was designed to be fucked; and I found my Male. My Master!