Natalia smiled as she flipped off her computer screen. Ben was already on his way to her house, or so he said. She chuckled to herself, she knew she had complete control over him. She slowly walked up the stairs to her bathroom stripping her clothes as she went. She got into her shower and turned the water on. She tested the water and got in. She lathered herself up with soap and leaned against the far wall of the shower. She touched herself modestly to work herself up a little bit before her bitch got there. She did not orgasm, and continued to wash her body.
When she was done she climbed out of the shower and dried off quickly. She walked briskly to her room grabbing a baseball cap that Ben had given her. It said "The Fringe" on it. She thought it was appropriate to wear that hat. She grabbed a sports bra and a button down shirt. She slipped on the tight bra and it hid her breasts. She put on the shirt and a pair of his older jeans. She tucked her short hair under the cap and glanced at herself in the mirror. Almost perfect, there was something missing. She looked at her crotch, ah yes, that's what it was. She clambered to her closet and grabbed her favourite toy. She quickly strapped it to her waist and adjusted it. It was quite hard fitting it into the pants, but she did and then zipped them up.
The doorbell rang. She glanced at herself in the mirror, she looked perfect, her 8 inch bulge showing nicely. She trotted down the stairs and whipped open the door. Ben had BETTER be dressed as she had asked. He was standing there, in a trench coat, she had allowed for it this time.
"Hi" she said smiling.
He bowed his head not daring to look her in the eyes.
"Did my little faggot do what I asked of him?" She noticed the front of his trench coat stirred a bit. Just the word faggot was enough to set him off a touch.
She gripped his chin and lifted him to stare at him. His eyes darted around still avoiding her gaze. She grinned, he was scared of her. She opened his jacket and looked as his body. He was wearing a mini skirt and a blouse with breast forms. His body, that she could see, was completely hairless, quite a task for someone as hairy as he had been this morning. She nodded approvingly and pulled him into the house.
"Kiss me bitch" she said. His eyes widened in shock, he was to have the honour of kissing Natalia. Ben was ecstatic. He kissed her lips softly and she attacked him. Her lips mashed against his own and he lost his footing. She pushed him to the ground.
"Take of your jacket." He did as he was told. Still not uttering a sound.
She motioned for him to follow her, he did. She led him to the living room where the couch was. She sat him down beneath two hooks and lifted his legs to rest on them. She tied his legs up so he couldn't move. His sheathed cock was visible through the skirt and it was now pointing directly at his face. He made no move but his eyes watered a touch, his back is a little tense, but he'd get used to it. She leaned down and smacked him across the face.
"Does it hurt little fag? Are you uncomfortable?"
He slowly nodded and she smacked him again.
"Answer me when I ask you a question you fuck."
"Sorry ma'am, you told me not to speak"
He hand cracked along his cheek again. "I know what I said, but now I'm telling you to speak"