Not Just His Sex Slave

I hope he knows that I’m not just his sex slave. He can’t just rob me of my masculinity and make me a female and put me in skimpy latex outfits and expect me to take his cock in whichever hole he pleases. But he needs to know, his cock isn’t going in any hole of mine. Just because I’m a woman dosen’t mean I have to bend over, get on my knees or spread my legs for him. There is no reason why I simply can’t sit with my legs together. Eventually he will see that I am useless and will give me back my masculinity. However, I doubt that will happen, he’ll probably just throw me out and when I leave my femininity will leave with me. I’m not being a man again. I’m stuck as a female, I know it.


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