The young woman that was once my slave had hypnotized me so well that I was powerless to resist any of her commands. In fact, she didn’t need to whip me or keep me in bondage in order to keep me in line. I was truly helpless.
My Mistress told me that I would be molded into the sex slave that I planned for her to be. I would be a slave that will bring in plenty of money for her by servicing her clients.
The weeks of feminizing me were going ahead of plans. So my new Mistress wanted to see how well I would do at her partner’s brothel. I was escorted into a room and saw a dirty and fat, old man waiting for me inside. My mistress told me to pull my pants down and to go down on the floor on all fours. Again, I could not resist her orders and did as she commanded. The last command she old me was to follow anything her client told me to do. I acknowledged her by saying "Yes Mistress."
I then saw her go to a table nearby and pick up a large pile of cash. She quickly exited the room. I heard giggling as the door closed behind her. Next, I lifted up my head and saw the old man smiling as he approached me…..
Posted by Amanda Bound on 2015-11-21 02:49:39
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