The final work day passes quickly.

Finally I am at home, where I belong, stripped on my knees in front of you with my hands fingers laced behind my head and my eyes down.

"I think we’ll do something different tonight, my pet. You have done an excellent job shaving, and it is just as well, because tonight when we go out I want you to be my girlfriend."

I flush. I have dressed in women’s cloths before, but only at home. And this week of all weeks.

"Yes, ma’am." I say.

"What, no protest? Well, we have work to do. Come."

You snap your fingers and I follow, into your room. You again mummify my aching balls and cock, and then loop the rope from the tip of my cock-head up under my ass crack pulling it down savagely and concealing it. It throbs with every beat of my heart. You hand me a bag with a new pair of fishnet stockings and a red garter belt to fasten them to. There is also a red panty that you guide as I slide them up my smoothly shaven legs. You ...

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