HOW WE SERVE MASTER

I was spending the day shopping and having lunch with my pal Annabelle.

A curious thing kept happening. Involving my wife.

Annabelle repeatedly mentioned Hannah. Sometimes completely unrelated to what we were talking about.

Finally, I gleaned on and asked …

“Do you want to fuck her.”

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Annabelle and Hannah are on the sofa. Annabelle is fully dressed. Hannah is now wearing nothing but black pumps and lacy sheer black panties.

And the panties are around her ankles.

Feminized former men have a major problem.

Their labia.

What was once their testicles. Often called by guys in their cretinous jocular way “nuts.”

Aka … balls.

And Iike I said …

A problem.

Annabelle has Hannah’s labia in her right hand.

Squeezes.

Asks …

“Are you going to obey?”

Squeezes again.

Hannah squirms and says, “Miss Annabelle. Yes, Miss Annabelle.”

More squeezing.

At one point, Hannah gasps.

Annabelle releases the labia and stands. “Remember,” she says. “Obedience. Complete obedience.”

“Miss Annabelle. Yes, Miss Annabelle.”

“Let’s go to the bedroom and fuck.”

Hannah says, “Miss Annabelle. Yes, Miss Annabelle” and starts to stand.

“Bitch!” Annabelle screeches. “Your ass will crawl. You think I’d let you walk like me?”

“Miss Annabelle. No, Miss Annabelle. I’m not worthy to walk if you’re walking, Miss Annabelle.”

Off they go.

With Annabelle carrying a bag of goodies to use.

Oooo, I wonder what happens. You, too? No problem. Part 2 is coming soon.