Good picture. i like the part about being a dirty slut. Laughing.

**In a small cove and on a beach, just south of the Port of Kamras**

.. I don't seem to respond to your constant taunting , but my silence speaks alot , and it is not good for you ..

But when you speak in the native tongue to Mandla , my eyers blaze and I turn sharply toward you , might height and size an imposing stance as I step towards you , your kaiila sensing the danger in my thoughts as it moves some and dances in apprehension..

"This is your first and final warning .. You will not speak to him in that speech again .. You are not back in your Palace anymore and those smirks and looks will only bring the worst out of me .."

..Looking you dead in the eyes , and then a glancing glare to Mandla , He nods in response..

sees the man walking in and gives him a friendly smile

Walks in

The hand that gripped her long mane was huge but then again every part of you is huge,as my head tilts back and your eyes lock into the deep pools of night,unspoken words were said momentarily before a soft rasp escaped lips ..."yes Master".

Moving back and lifting to feet before turning towards the tent her eyes roamed over your chiselled form and a sweep of tongue moistened her suddenly dry lips.

Packing up the sleeping fur securing it with leather straps ,gathering up the discarded shirt bringing it up to her face she drew in the scent a mix of sweat and that manly scent that was so distinctively you.
Soon the items were secured and the pack thrown over her shoulder as she moved out side and begun bringing the tent down.
Small beads of moisture dotted the bridge of her nose but soon it was rolled and tied and ready for Master to load.

Crossing the area her dark orbs catching sight of the Mistress being hoisted up on the beast and secured ,djinns face show no emotion as she nears where Master is standing ,his things packed securely ,words of conversation cross the air but she pays no notice to it.

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i'm quite familiar with that mode.

Oh i've been there too. And used very heavily while in that mode.

Obeserving the slave with her pale hair and skin, the few ehns study Paesyn would turn to the man who owned her

That one is going to be worthless if you leave her to the sun's rays.

Yes, it projects inferiority but at the same time it's sort of uplifting to emulate the Superior Female Gender. Conflicting and harmonious at the same time--if that makes sense.

thanks the bartender for the drink and looks around the place

"We both do."

Came the soft voice, a statement of fact more than discord. Having been secured, led, lifted, she adjusted herself upon the kaiila, the riding lessons, and the time spent with her own or had been, the fleeting thought of wondering if she would ever see the lovely mare again her gold had bought. The thought laced through her mind, looking over to the beast and the man and slave beside it, her body shifting back to seat well in the saddle, feet finding the stirrups made of iron, toes bared easily fitting into the much larger arches, legs longer than most she tested the length with a slight rise before finding her seat once again.

You can't change me REDWOLF, I am what and who I am, you are the one who needs me, I do not need you, the scales are not balanced, I can tell".

The low rumble of a growl from Mandla, who was attending to his own kaiila, captured her attention, and with a turn over her shoulder again, words came in the native tongue, flowing like silk smoothly in their accented words. Enticing another growl and sharp word, this time in the common tongue, "Enough Huruma." The sharp tone had her fingering the reins as best she could with binding-wrapped wrists while gazing down at the tawny beast who had begun to shift as her knees tightened first in one direction and then the other testing the animal's responsiveness.

Being a maid-boy is a very common first feminization.

mot really... it is just a way to... underline my inferiority

you must have a strong Female side. i've been temporarily feminized several times. Usually as a maid or servant of some kind.

Not on vacation, but was once sick with bronchitis before a family vacation to Scottsdale and was miserable the whole time we were there.

in my dreams! though being small, it wouldn't be such a big stretch

**In a small cove and on a beach, just south of the Port of Kamras**

I had watched your approach as I strap down the saddle and test the belly straps , giving him some water in a bucket to keep him still.. A look down to my slave, a big hand gripping her hair and tilting her head up to I can gaze down into her beautiful eyes..

"Go to get my tent and supplies so I can load it on 'Black; here girl.."

Have you been feminized giles?

watches her head out and gets myself another drink