Wendy was fascinated by free this idea. I wondered uneasily if she was going fucking to ask trannies to borrow him; I trannies'm pretty open-minded, but that from her would have been too much. Instead she fucking pussy asked me to hypnotize her. It turned out that her Ms. Ball-Crusher public persona had given her a free frustrated craving for powerlessness. In fact trannies, part of the fucking reason she and Michael broke up was that she felt he wasn't masterful enough.

I soon learned where Wendy had gotten the nasty streak she used to take a hostile witness apart like trannies a buzzsaw. She had fucking been fucking horribly abused as a child, emotionally and sexually. Enough of this came out at the time to pussy break up her family, but young Wendy had already tranniesfuckingwomen learned that emotions are weapons and that the best defense women was trannies a strong attack trannies. She got enough approval as a tranniesfuckingwomen bright and hardworking teacher's pet to survive, but part free of tranniesfuckingwomen her was frozen inside. I soon learned to start off trannies her trance free sessions by regressing her to the age of twelve, before the worst of the damage.

"Help her." I told her. "Let little Wendy know that you know trannies she survived all this, because you tranniesfuckingwomen are from her future women." She did, and the terror began to ease pussy. I taught her to tranniesfuckingwomen control the experiences women on the screen in whatever ways little Wendy trannies liked. She fucking pussy could make the picture big or small, clear or blurry, in trannies color or trannies black and white, moving fast trannies or slow or in rewind. They could trannies be silent, or with any sound track she liked. There was a terrible tranniesfuckingwomen Sixties song Wendy had always hated, "Duke of Earl;" now that trannies became her abuser's trannies theme music. She started to sit down in the body trannies of the theater, holding hands with her younger self, and they began to giggle together every women time trannies he appeared.

More and more often, I made Wendy accept commands trannies from me through him, and then simply obey his own commands. I introduced women her tranniesfuckingwomen to the literature of BDSM, giving her fucking pussy hours of assigned reading in a receptive light trance. She trannies realized that lifestyle submission corresponded fucking to her trannies deepest desires, and she fucking pussy found the role trannies of slave girl completely satisfying. She trannies began fucking pussy to call me "Mistress" and Michael "Sir." As her fucking submission deepened, it pussy began to be obvious free that trannies Wendy was no longer simply playing a role; this was women who she was now. The best part was women that she trannies, Michael, and I trannies all agreed that she was trannies becoming a much nicer person!

I began allowing trannies Wendy to women serve tranniesfuckingwomen me and Michael around the house regularly. I had her work wearing a kinky French maid costume or completely trannies nude, and she calmly accepted this. I realized that she could not fucking be embarrassed by doing anything I told her to do, and that her limits tranniesfuckingwomen and inhibitions were mine to change trannies as I wanted. This tranniesfuckingwomen opened tranniesfuckingwomen up a whole world of fucking pussy possibilities, and I was getting wet just thinking about them.

"Good girl!" I told her trannies. "Accept women this collar as a sign fucking pussy of my ownership." And as I put the collar on her, there were tears of women joy in her eyes, and, I admit, in tranniesfuckingwomen mine too fucking.

Michael was dumbfounded. Wendy fucking would never do that for him trannies when free they were together fucking before. But now her whole attitude toward him had changed. He could see, from her flushed skin and erect nipples, and her happy smile, that she fucking pussy really wanted to do this. He could also see the glassy eyes and smooth, relaxed face of a deeply hypnotized person, which told him how that happened. Like the trannies good tranniesfuckingwomen little submissive he is, he looked over to me to see what I wanted.

Finally the big day came. I invited trannies Pam over for women dinner fucking pussy, and had fucking pussy Wendy wait trannies on us in the nude. Pam had to tranniesfuckingwomen stifle her snickers tranniesfuckingwomen at fucking the orange women breasts, but she tranniesfuckingwomen liked what she trannies saw, and trannies when Wendy saw Pam scoping her women out, she blushed, but smiled happily. After dinner I had tranniesfuckingwomen Wendy kneel to Pam and tell her, "Miss pussy Pam, I love you. I want to be your girlfriend, and I want to be trannies your slave. I will happily accept any relationship you are willing to have with me."

"I thought it was silly tranniesfuckingwomen at trannies first, Mistress," she said. "But it was what Miss trannies Pam wanted, so I women had to accept it fucking, and now I fucking kind of like it. Sometimes she makes me trannies wear a plastic tail tranniesfuckingwomen stuck fucking pussy up my ass; that was really uncomfortable at first, but trannies I took it for her. When she wants me sexually steamed up, she calls me "Bitch," and then I just can't help wagging my tail, it women feels so good."

"I notice she made trannies you trannies wash off free your orange tits; does that bother you?"

"How about tomorrow night?"