Trance club

-I want my mistress to see what a beautiful girl is waiting for her. – I said, taking a short black dress from the bed.

I put it on the floor. Then I took it by the shoulder straps and put it on. Those were unforgettable sensations. The dress fit me like a glove, and I really felt like a girl. I remembered how much I used to enjoy seeing Ally dressing up after our wild sex. I looked down and saw a huge bulge between my legs. I had to do something about it. I raised my dress and stuck my hand in the panties. It looked much better soon. I set my dress right. It was so short! One could see laces of my stockings. I felt so good wearing it, I’d never felt so free before.

Then I saw a box under the bed. I opened it and saw a wig, gel, rouge, an eye shadow kit and a mirror in there. I started with eye shadows. I wasn’t sure what exactly I had to do, but the whisper advised me what to do. I never stopped swaying my butt in the tempo of the fascinating music when putting on the makeup. I looked in the mirror, it seemed there was too much make up on my face, and too much of eyeliner. Well, who cared, anyway! Rouge now. I sucked in my cheeks and put rouge on my cheek bones. I took the lipstick then. It was of bright red color, the color of hookers. I couldn’t figure out what the gel was for.

I took the wig out of the box. It was black. The hair was shortly cut. I put it like a hat. Then I looked in the mirror and set it right for it to cover my own hair. “I must obey to my mistress,” I thought sitting on the chair in the middle of the room. The voice told me to cross my legs. I didn’t wanna do it. My male ego was trying to overcome my female sense once again.

Don’t do it! That’s the way girls sit! It was telling me.

-I’m a girl. I’m Ally. – I said loudly.

The voice praised me again. OK, my right leg goes over the left one. Right? OK. It was an incredible sensation when my nylon covered legs touched each other. I was sitting on my rocky hard dick. It was a bit painful, but I sort of liked the feeling too.