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I woke up slowly and was surprised to find myself not tied up. It was an odd thing to have expected but this had been an odd few days. Amy was still asleep snuggled up to me with her hand and her head on my chest. She started stirring then popped her head up. She smiled at me and gave me a kiss. We both stayed where we were catching our breath for a minute then I walked over and untied her legs but left her wrists tied. I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed for a while. Then finally she spoke” Of course master, I just need to get my outfit from the next room, do you want me to bring some bondage supplies with me” I’ll bet you were lying awake last night thinking about all the naughty little things you can do to me today”I continued to use my mouth and tongue to, what she called, “Worship” her pussy, making her climax at least twice. The whole time she told me about things she said she would like to make me do and about things she said she would like to do to me. “I’d like to make you as feminine looking as possible!” She started out saying, then she went on. “Maybe force you to take female hormone pills that would cause you to grow firm breasts like any real girl! Then after you’ve been trained to act and move like a woman I’d love showing you off to my friends! Maybe even inviting a select few to get into bed with you!” She teased over and over.