Mistress Jasmine made me a slave forever

Have a good day and I am sure we will see each other again."

I just nodded my head and stepped into a luxurious bathroom where I
shed my clothes, not daring to look at myself in the big mirror
because of shame. What had happened to me. I just wanted to have a
good time with a shemale. I wanted to fuck her, but now she had made
me literally into her bitch. My ass burned and I felt depraved. I
felt like a whore, which was a twisted thought because I was the one
who paid. I shook my head, I even paid for my own fucking. I started
to laugh hysterically. I stepped into the shower and let the hot
water wash away my shame. While I washed myself I touched tenderly my
violated asshole. Oh, it still was open and somehow I couldn't
withstand the urge slip a finger inside. It went in very easily. I
quickly added a second and third finger. I had never been able to do
that and now I had the feeling as if I could put my whole hand inside.

What was happening to me? I mean it felt good to have my fingers
rubbing inside and somehow I realized she was right. Mistress Jasmine
was right I would be back sooner or later.

Well, I was back sooner than later and since our roles were clearly
defined by the first meeting I was always dressed as a girl and the
more often I went the more she treated me like a girl. You know it
weren't only fuck sessions anymore where she would take me as hard
as she could or me impale myself on her big pole. Meanwhile I had
found out her cock was more than eight inches long and also quite
thick.

What was the main difference between our first time and the other
sessions was the fact she taught my girl thing. You know, how to
walk, how to talk, gestures, she taught me makeup, you name it. In
her house I was a girl completely. At home it was a different matter.
I was still the man even so Mistress Jasmine started to control more
and more of my life. I had told her I was married, but that didn't
stop her from ordering me to only wear female underwear under my
men's clothes. Since I didn't want to make her mad at me I obeyed her
orders. I had learned my lesson when visiting the first time.