The Danger of Dominance

It’s not all fun and games, you know.. having people kiss your ass and clean your house.  The only exercise I got last week was gently bouncing a pain-slut’s balls with my toe and toning my shoulders and forearms as I flogged a bitch.  Incidentally, it’s more of a workout than it would seem.

Fortunately, I have a personal trainer who wants to be feminized.  Admittedly, he’s not so much a bottom, more like a cross-dresser who wants some girly encouragement.  Fortunately, he’s patient with me when I get carried away and tell him what a good little cock-sucking whore I’m going to make him as I do his eyeliner.

We’re working on a barter system.. I play his Pimptress and he’ll be my trainer.  We’ll see how it goes.. the idea of a man telling me to work is going to make me chuckle.  I’m not sure how it will work out.  I’ll keep you posted.