Linda - Punishment Of A Transsexual Model by Knight Foxx

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Linda - Punishment Of A Transsexual Model

(Knight Foxx)


A faint flush appeared on Linda's cheeks as she unbuttoned her white silk blouse and drew it open wide enough for her small pert breasts to be completely exposed. In accordance with her instructions, she was not wearing a bra.

"Linda is a professional fashion model - not at the top of her profession, but rising rapidly," Harry said, as the model prepared to seat herself on the chair.

The model next tugged at the hem of her short skirt, neatly pulling the garment up her long smooth thighs and over her hips. She could just as easily have taken it off entirely, but her audience had wanted it this way. Her blush deepened as a round of titters and giggles broke out.

"As you can see, Linda is adequately, if not hugely, endowed. In accordance with your instructions, she is clean shaven and uncircumcised. During the auditions we verified that she is capable of achieving a full erection, and maintaining it even under quite um ... stressful conditions. She can also ejaculate." He gestured towards Linda's crotch. "Per your instructions, she is presently limp, although she was quite willing make herself hard before coming out of the room."

Linda bit her lip in mortification, but then let her training take over, and her face smoothed over into a professional semi-smile. She stood very straight, with her hands resting lightly on her hips, obviously awaiting instructions.

One of the women said, "You understand that we intend to be very ... unkind to you."

Linda nodded. "The terms of my engagement were clearly explained to me." Her voice was slightly husky, but not unfeminine.

Another woman giggled and pointed. "Unkind to that."

Linda nodded again. "Yes. And I shall do my best to please you all."

"May I remind all of you that I have promised Linda that her testicles will be spared any violent blows or crushing," Harry cautioned.

The woman at the very left whose badge displayed the golden digit one, said, "Are you afraid of what we might do?"

Linda inhaled deeply, forcing her voice to remain calm and professional. "Of course I am. But that will not stop me from doing what is necessary."

"And you truly think of yourself as a woman?"

Linda nodded firmly. "I am a woman."

The last woman nodded. "In that case, Linda, please make yourself hard for us. From this point on, we shall expect you to keep yourself erect. If you feel yourself going soft in the middle of one of our games, just tell us, and we will give you time to make yourself hard again. Can you do that?"