1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Being submissive surely didn't make me a woman. The ones controlling me all day had all been women and they certainly weren't submissive. It had really happened. Memories were too clear and detailed for it to have been a dream and Mistress's comments only verified that. I couldn't imagine why it had happened and I guess at the moment didn't really care. I still felt so good I decided to just relax and savor the feelings. I was still &#034savoring&#034 when Mistress returned. &#034Come on now you blushing girl, everything is ready for you.&#034 I opened the door and was f***ed with a new problem. How do I get out of the car? The old &#034stick a foot out and stand up&#034 wouldn't do. Swivel my legs out and then stand up seemed like the answer but when I did my head was still inside and there was no way I would be able to duck enough as I stood to get it out. I swiveled them back in and tried leaning forward and ducking as I swiveled and it worked but when I tried to stand up I couldn't get my but out of the seat. Mistress finally prompted, &#034Lean forward to get your weight over your feet.&#034 It worked and I was able to get to my feet. I felt a little weak and wobbly but was on my feet and followed her into the kitchen. She led me into the living room and motioned me down on the couch. This time I tried leaning forward to get my weight over my feet and my descent to sitting was much more graceful. I also remembered to use my hand to bring my skirt up behind my knees and ...
    it was smooth under me and d****d over my knees as it should be. A quick &#034Your knees.&#034 from Mistress reminded me to bring them together and not sprawl the way I always had before. Sitting back on the couch with my back against the backrest was uncomfortable in my corset and I tried scooting forward and perching on the front of the cushion the way I seen Mistress and other woman do and I discovered that was much better. Mistress sat down on the love seat across the coffee table from me and proceeded to explain what &#034ready for me&#034 meant. Before we had decided to sell this house and move to the mountain property Mistress had asked me if I had any objections to her converting one of our spare bedrooms into a room for her to use for her hobbies. I had of course agreed and she had been handling the conversion herself. Workmen had been coming and going but I hadn't seen any of the changes. She had said she wanted to surprise me with it when it was entirely finished. Now she &#034surprised&#034 me and informed me that the converted room was going to be my room. I was her new hobby and I would be spending most of my time in that room and sl**ping there. She told me that we would have a long talk later tonight about all the new changes in my life but first we would have a quick dinner and she would show me my new room. I couldn't see it now because once she took me into it she wanted to start getting me ready for the night and we wouldn't have time for dinner. Besides ...