1. WITCH


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

    really like, I thought. Then, each night, it was back to bed with Steve, and I didn’t get much sl**p. By Wednesday it was time for our mid week review by Lady L. I was shaking as Lady L. read Steve’s comments: Lynn was a delight except for two little things, she did not anticipate my needs (like a Scotch the way I like it after noon) as well as she might have, and she seemed a little too nervous in bed, insisting that I wear a rubber. If she can get over these things I would love to see her again next time. Lady L. summarized the review for me, “Well, you definitely have some work to do. You should know what he wants even before HE does. Be constantly thinking one step ahead of him. And then, you insisted he wear a rubber!?. How could you? You should have known that our guests are clean. If bareback is what he wants then bareback is damn well what he better get! This is highly embarrassing for me! My friends are very clean and don’t need to wear condoms if they don’t want to.” I nearly broke down in tears at the tone of Lady L.’s voice knowing that this almost certainly meant severe punishment. “Still...” Lady L. continued, “he did say that he definitely wanted to spent the rest of the week with you and that is a big plus. That IS important. At least you don’t scare him away.” Hearing this stopped a potential flood of tears on my part. “Oh, by the way, did you curtsey for him each time you left the room? He likes that.” Pause. “Uhh... no,” I said meekly. “Well next time ...
    remember that.” Then Lady L. paused. “Good and bad. I think that indicates both a reward and punishment are due!” she sniggered. “I think a second piercing in each ear is called for. Steve likes lots of jewelry on his gurls. You’ll have the prettiest ears on the island!” My heart sank as I felt that this act of discipline would remove even more of what little masculinity I had left. Then Lady L. surprised me again. “And as for your PUNISHMENT, how about a little fairy tattoo just above your ‘cock’.” “Oh god not another tattoo,” I thought. I was relieved but still haunted by deeper thoughts. I had all but given up trying to escape the island. Now I had multiple feminine tattoos, wore only women’s clothing, was about to receive a second ear piercing on each ear, and had made love only to men in the last 18 months. No real man could say this I thought. In addition, Steve would be coming back before long. Mmmm...Steve. I was beginning to believe that I could never be a man again. Could I accept this? The canings and Ben-Gay that made my scrotum burn would be painful but temporary. The tattoos and piercing were of a more permanent nature and would make any hope of some day returning to manhood seem even more distant. Still, I had to soldier on because there were punishments that were even worse. In the back of my mind lurked the horror of castration or even worse, if there was anything worse than that. We had come to the island as a motley, diverse group of transgendered males. Those ...
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