She wasn’t a fetish or some deviation on being bi or gay, but real flesh and blood femininity. Whenever I was her, I felt right and whole. Whenever...I see her in the mirror or a photo, I know she is me.And I am so glad, so very glad, I embraced myself by embracing her. Jennifer started out shy and timid – uncertain of herself and how others saw her. Not quite sure she was attractive or desirable. She began life with a pink and white wardrobe and long skirts which suggested virginal purity but. “You like being owned, don’t you? You missed this.”I felt a fevered blush spreading across my face as I nodded, admitting as much. I hadn’t simply missed it. I’d craved it. I practically purred, my pussy pulsing with pleasure, as she placed it around my throat, fastening it, a kiss on the top of my head sealing our relationship of Mistress and pet. I felt my face burning with a strange sense of pride as well as a familiar sense of embarrassment.“Who do you belong to, Kitty?”“You, Mistress. Only. More

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