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Pearl By Julie O Edited By Itinerant Chapter 1 Andrew Marx was sitting at the bar of a local club having a drink when he saw her walk in. It was Chelsea, his old girlfriend, and she was with a very tall and muscular African-American man. Andrew let out a sigh and decided to finish his drink and head out before she saw him. She had left him nine months earlier, stating that she wanted something more in a relationship, and judging by the man with her, she had found it. He was tall, handsome and dressed in what looked like a very expensive suit. On the other hand, Andrew was barely five-ten, thin and wearing two year old jeans and a gray t-shirt. His shaggy blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He had the money to get it cut, but just never got around to it. Chelsea looked the same, he thought. She was the same height he was and still had her incredible figure. Her red mini-dress looked like it had been painted over her shapely body. The outfit was very revealing, which didn't shock him, as Chelsea had a very wild side. He was about to get up and walk out when he felt someone tapping him on the shoulder; it was Chelsea. "I thought it was you," she greeted cheerfully, before wrapping her arms around him and giving him a wet sloppy kiss. "It's good to see you too," he replied even though he didn't mean it. "I was hoping to see you in here. I have someone I want you to meet," she said as she took him by the hand and led him to a booth. Andrew sighed. He knew that she just wanted to rub it in his face that she was dating someone successful. "Andrew, this is Frank Martin," she introduced The large man stood up and smiled at Andrew. Andrew estimated that Frank was nearly 6-3 and over two hundred pounds - - all of it muscle. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties. With his shaved head and goatee, he looked like he should have been in action movies. "Please to meet you. Chelsea has told me much about you," he said as he extended his hand. Andrew nodded back as they shook hands. He felt as if his hand was going to be crushed in the larger man's strong grip. "Please sit down and join us," said Frank. Andrew did as asked. "I ordered some champagne for Chelsea. Would you like some?" asked Frank. Andrew wasn't pleased meeting his ex-girlfriend's new lover, but he also saw no reason to be rude either. "Thank you," replied Andrew. He just planned on staying just long enough to be polite, before leaving. Chelsea then began to tell him about Frank. It turned out that her new lover was a very rich and successful businessman. He owned of several bars and nightclubs across the East Coast "In fact, he's thinking of buying this one," said Chelsea. "It would be a good investment; it's always crowded," replied Andrew. "Chelsea said that you're self-employed," said Frank. "Something like that. I'm a software designer for small businesses, and I work out of my apartment," he replied. "Maybe I can have you take a look at our business software. I'm always looking for ways to improve my system," said Frank. "Do you have a business card?" Andrew nodded and gave Frank one of his cards. Business had been slow lately, and he wasn't in the position to be choosey with his clients. "Excellent! I have a new project that has some special requirements," said Frank. Andrew began to wonder if he had been too hasty in his opinion about Frank. It would be nice to have a new, rich client. "Great! Just give me a call," said Andrew. "I will," replied Frank. Chapter 2 The following week, Andrew got a call from Frank. "I was hoping that we could get together and talk about what I need," said Frank. "Sure, send me your system requirements, and what you're currently using," said Andrew. "I'll take a look at it, as soon I get it." "How about to save time I bring it in and show you. I have everything on my laptop," replied Frank. "If possible, I would like to come by today. I'm out of town the rest of the week." Andrew looked at his watch. He didn't usually let clients come to his place, but this could be a big job and he needed the work. "Um, by don't you stop by around five this evening," said Andrew. "Perfect! I appreciate this," said Frank. "I'll text you my address," said Andrew. "Great! Thank you very much," said Frank. Chapter 3 Frank arrived right on time, and Andrew let him in. Frank walked in pulling a large suitcase and carrying a computer case. "I had to catch a cab over here, as I'm on the way to the airport. That's why I have the suitcase," said Frank. "That's okay," said Andrew. "Sorry, my place is a bit of a mess. I usually don't see clients here." Andrew lived in a large apartment in what had been a warehouse. One corner of the living room served as his work area. "Interesting place," said Frank. "It was cheap. It's the only apartment on the third floor so I have privacy," said Andrew. "I also have room to work. The rest of the floor is used for storage and maintenance." "Sounds perfect. So let me show you what I have in mind," said Frank. He sat down on the couch and opened up his laptop. "Take a look at this," said Frank as he handed Andrew the laptop. Andrew looked at the computer screen and gasped. He was so shocked that he almost dropped the laptop. "Chelsea gave these to me. I must admit that you're a better looking woman than a man," stated Frank with a sly smile on his face. Andrew had no idea that Chelsea would do something like this. The photos were taken when they were dating. She came up with the idea of playing some gender games. They continued for weeks until she dressed Andrew completely as a woman. In the photo Andrew was dressed in a leather corset dress, fishnet stockings and thigh-high black leather boots. His makeup was very Goth with heavy eyeliner and dark lips. "I didn't tell you to stop, bitch; keep scrolling," ordered Frank. Andrew looked up and then back down at the computer. The last photos weren't very good, but they showed two women sucking off a man. He remembered that night. Chelsea insisted on going out to a bar with them both dressed in sexy outfits. She had picked up the guy and insisted that Andrew join in. He was drunk at the time and had no idea there were photos of the event. "Chelsea said she taught you to be a good cocksucker. The man was very pleased with your work," continued Frank. "Oh and it doesn't matter if you only did it once. That is enough to make you a cock-sucking slut." Andrew felt a growing panic inside his body. "I also noticed that you two sucked off a black guy," continued Frank. "I know how much Chelsea loves sucking my cock, and judging by your enthusiasm in these photos you must like it too." "It wasn't my idea," said Andrew meekly. "I don't care; you sucked his cock. Chelsea isn't very big and not that strong, so if she was able to dominate you into sucking cock, you must be a real sissy," continued Frank. "So what do you want?" asked Andrew cautiously. "Your total obedience, bitch," he replied. "Inside the suitcase is everything you need to transform yourself into a sexy slut. I want you to take your time and do it right. The directions are in the suitcase. Chelsea provided me with the outfit, so everything should fit. I will wait out here." "You can't be serious," stammered Andrew. "I'm very serious, bitch. After you're dressed, I will explain more to you. Now, are you going to cooperate with me or do I have to force you?" he asked. Andrew looked back in fear. He quickly realized that Frank could easily overpower him. Frank laughed. "I don't need to beat you up. If you refuse to dress up, I will send these photos out to the world. Chelsea has given me a sizable list of your friends, family and business contacts," he stated. "And from now on, you will call me 'Daddy.' Is that clear, bitch?" Andrew stared back for a moment before nodding. "Well, what is it, bitch?" asked Frank. "Yes ... Daddy," he replied weakly. "Good, then get to work, bitch," ordered Frank. Chapter 4 As he opened the suitcase, Andrew couldn't believe that Chelsea had done this to him. He knew she could be petty at times, but this was well beyond that. He unpacked the large bag and set the clothes on the bed. The outfit was all black, including the lingerie. Next he read the instructions and was amazed by how detailed they were. Andrew read the first sentence and then found the bottle of hair removal solution. It was a good thing that the instructions gave him information about how to use it, as the bottle appeared to be in Chinese. Andrew went into the bathroom and coated his entire body with the strongly scented cream from his face down to his toes. The instructions stated to keep it on for twenty minutes, which seemed long, but he followed them verbatim. There was a strong tingling over his body, but it wasn't painful. What was strange was that the sensation of tingling spread all the way up to the top of his head, even though he was careful not to spread the cream higher than his beard. After twenty minutes, he stepped into the shower. The instructions were to make the water as hot as he could stand it. When he stepped out of the shower, his skin felt so soft. He then noticed that, besides the lack of hair, his body looked different. While he had never been tanned, he was now very pale. His whole body was the same very light complexion. The main things that stood out were his bright blue eyes, his lips which now looked very pink, and his nipples, which were much darker. He could only shake his head in disbelief at the changes. There was nothing to do but move on with the rest of the instructions. Chapter 5 Two hours later, Andrew walked out his bed room. He was dressed now in a black mini-dress, fishnet stockings, and knee-high, high heel boots. His makeup was done heavy to give him a Goth girl look, with dark heavy eye shadow and eyeliner, lots of mascara, blush and dark red lipstick. To complete the look, he wore a spiked platinum blond wig. Additionally, he had on several silver rings, bracelets and a necklace. Frank was sitting on the couch and clapped slowly. "Very impressive," he stated. "Your makeup isn't bad." "Thanks," he replied. "That's 'thanks, Daddy'. The next time you forget, I will put you over my knee, bitch," he snapped. Andrew lowered his head. "Yes, Daddy," replied Andrew. "See how easy it is to submit. It comes very natural to you, doesn't it?" he asked. "Yes, Daddy," he replied fighting back tears. "Now come and sit next to me, Pearl," ordered Frank. "What do you mean, Daddy?" asked Andrew. "With your pale complexion, it's a very fitting name. Besides, Andrew doesn't fit you anymore; it's a male name, and you are no longer male," he stated. Frank held up Andrew's wallet. "You won't need this anymore, and besides the ID doesn't match you now. I will ensure that you get the proper replacements." Frank saw the fear in Andrew's eyes and smiled. "This isn't dress up, my pet; this is now your life," he stated as he took photos of Andrew. "More fodder for the file, should you disobey me. Now, what is your name?" Andrew felt like crying. He had submitted so easily, just as Chelsea had taken control of him. "Please, Daddy," he begged. "No slut, no begging. Tell me your fucking name!" demanded Frank. "It's, it's Pearl." "And what are you? Are you a man?" he taunted. "You don't look like one." "I'm a, I'm a woman," replied Pearl. "Not yet, you're a sissy, let me hear you say it," ordered Frank. "I'm a sissy, Daddy," replied Pearl as she fought back tears. "Very good, bitch," he replied. "Oh, and it's okay to cry, you're no longer a man. That life is over." Pearl felt a tear run down her cheek, and she wiped it away. Frank then played back Pearl's words, which he was recording on the laptop. "Don't worry. I won't out you, if you do as I ask. Of course, in time you'll out yourself," he said. "Now, come sit by me, my pet. I have a present for you." Pearl nodded and slowly walked over to Frank. "How do you like your new titties?" he asked. Pearl looked down the huge silicon breast pads that were in her bra. "They're very big; they're hard to get used to, Daddy," she replied. "Well, I like big tits on my girls, so you better get used to them," he replied. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. All she could hope for was that this would only last this evening. She sat down next to Frank. "Close your eyes bitch," he ordered. Pearl sighed and did as he ordered. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "Very good! In time, you won't have to think about replying. It will come out automatically," he replied. Pearl sat there for a moment, and then she felt something cold around her neck followed by a loud metallic click. "Open your eyes now," ordered Frank. She did as he ordered. Around her neck was a thin metal collar. She reached up and couldn't feel a clasp. There was a ring attached to the front. "It's locked in place, and there's no way you will be able to remove it," he said. "It's a symbol that you are now my property. People in the scene will know what it means. They will know you are a slave, even when I'm not leading you around on a leash." "Why are you doing this to me, Daddy?" she asked. "You are just the latest to be added to my stable. I have owned many slaves. I have also lost interest in most of them and have either sold them off or given them jobs in my clubs. Slaves make excellent employees," he explained. "However, I have always wanted a sissy white boy to turn into a totally depraved sex slave. When Chelsea shared with me what she had done to you, I knew this was too good of an opportunity to pass up." Pearl felt ill, as she absorbed his words. "Chelsea is going to be my wife and have my children. You will be my sexual outlet, as there are things a man cannot do with his wife. You will be feminized completely and eventually undergo a sex change -- when I tire of you being a sissy that is. One of the benefits of having a she-male for a mistress is that you cannot get pregnant. Chelsea understands that I have a high sex drive and like to explore my dark side. She has agreed to let me use you as an outlet for these desires." Pearl stared back in shock, trying to come up with a way out of this nightmare. "You will continue to do your job, for the time being anyway. The fact that you don't actually meet with your clients allows this. At the same time, I will transform you into a very beautiful and very feminine slave," he continued. "I'm afraid the next few days will be rather traumatic for you, as I jumpstart your change. This is necessary so you give up all thoughts of escape. You are no longer Andrew Marx, you are Pearl Andrews, and the sooner you accept this fact, the easier your life will be. Now, I don't want to hear any begging or pleading. Your fate has been sealed." Pearl lowered her head in defeat. She had no idea how to get out of this dilemma. "Okay, before we go out, I want to see if you can suck cock like Chelsea said you can," stated Frank as he unzipped his pants. He pulled out his erect cock which was nearly eight inches long. "Get on your knees, bitch, and suck my cock," he ordered. "Don't make me tell you twice." Pearl sighed and slipped down on her knees in front of Frank's cock. "Okay, bitch, get started," he ordered. Pearl saw no way out and leaned over and began to kiss and lick Frank's large cock. "Yeah, that's right," he moaned as he leaned back. For a moment she debated fighting back, but realized that it would be futile. Even if she managed to escape, what good would it do? She was dressed as a slut and had nowhere to go. She accepted the inevitable and began to take his cock into her mouth. Slowly she took it in, inch by inch. The last guy she had sucked off was much smaller than Frank, but eventually she was able to take him all the way in. She then began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her mouth. "Yeah, that's good. No one can suck cock like a white shemale slut," moaned Frank as he placed his hands over the back of her head. "You know what makes a man feel good, bitch." Pearl began to suck him off faster. Partly because she wanted it to end, but also because she felt a terrifying sensation -- she was becoming aroused by what she was doing. She picked up speed and found that it was working, as Frank began to force her head up and down. "Oh yeah, that's good, make me cum slut," he cried out. He then let out a loud cry of sexual pleasure, and she felt his hot cum fill her mouth. He held her head down, and she had no choice but to swallow his cum. As she did, he pumped more into her mouth. "Damn, you're even better than Chelsea said you were," he said. "Suck it all, bitch, swallow it all. Show me how much you love black cock. Admit it, Pearl, you are a white slut who loves black cock, and soon you will be addicted to it, craving your next fix of my cum." His verbal abuse only made her more aroused, and these mixed feelings both ashamed and excited her. For Frank, it was a dream come true. He had long wanted to transform a white man into a totally submissive white sex-toy. When Chelsea had told him about Andrew, he knew he couldn't pass up this opportunity. Yes, he was moving fast, but he knew that he had to make it impossible for Pearl to become Andrew ever again. This would involve both physical and mental domination. So far, Pearl was submitting to his demands, but he had to break her will quickly. "Very good bitch. Now, go clean yourself up," he ordered. "But before you do, I want you to tell me how much you love black cock and that you want to be my slut. Tell your Daddy that you want me to transform you from a man into a white slut-slave. Be creative and I won't punish you." Pearl looked up, as she licked cum off her lips. "Daddy, I want to be your white slut. Please turn me into a sexy woman who craves black cock," she stated. She then described how much she loved sucking her master's cock for the next few minutes. Frank smiled, as Pearl did as he ordered. "Good girl. Now, go clean up and reapply your makeup." Chapter 6 Frank inspected Pearl and was very pleased. "You did well," he stated. "Thank you, Daddy," she replied meekly. Inside she hoped that this would be just a one-time event, but deep- down, she knew that her life was about to become a living nightmare. "Oh, before we go out I have something to show you," he stated as he showed her his laptop. "I think it came out quite well, considering I only had a few minutes to create it." Pearl felt a sickening sensation, as she watched a video of her sucking his cock. The video ended with her begging to be turned into a slut. Frank had edited out his orders, to make it look like it was all her idea. "Don't worry, my pet. This is just a tool to ensure that you stay compliant. If you give me any trouble, it will be sent out, and as you know, once something is out online it's out there forever. Notice I put your phone number at the end of the video. If I do send it out, you'll get all sorts of new customers, and they won't want help with their computers. Oh, I have already forwarded it to my account, so this isn't the only copy," he explained. "Now, let's get going; we have much to do." "You mean you're taking me out, dressed like this, Daddy?" she asked. "Sure, why not? In time, it will seem quite natural for you. I know your outfit is revealing, but it suits you. Now, let's go," he ordered. "Of course, if you want to stay here, you can. But I expect you'll get plenty of calls regarding the video. I will send it out right now." She fought back tears, as she nodded. It was all happening so quickly, and she was giving in completely. With each step, she was being dragged down even more. "Good girl," he said as he handed her a leather jacket. "You might as well get used to this. You're never going to dress as a man ever again. I find the idea of shemales like you dressing as a man offensive. You have forfeited the right be a man, so you might as well accept wearing dresses and skirts." Chapter 7 They walked several blocks to his car. Pearl felt her face turn red, as she endured the leers and comments from the men they passed. She was actually glad that Frank was there, and she stayed close to him for protection. She was quite relieved when they reached Frank's car. He opened the door for her, and she slipped inside. "You did very well," he stated. "I'm very proud of you." He then leaned over and gave her a deep kiss. She offered no resistance and took his tongue into her mouth. "Thank you, Daddy," she replied meekly. She felt ashamed that she was becoming so submissive to him and also that she was actually aroused by his actions. "It's a good thing that I want you all for myself," he continued. "I could easily find many men who would want to have sex with you, especially after you've been altered. Those men on the street obviously thought you're a whore." Pearl felt a chill run up her spine and wondered what he meant by that. However, she was too timid to ask. Twenty minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot behind a salon. "Go in and introduce yourself. They are expecting you and know what I want done. Don't worry about the cost; I have it covered," he stated. "I will be back before they are done. I have a few things to do." Pearl stepped out of the car and began to walk towards the salon. She turned and watched Frank drive away. For a moment, she debated leaving, but again where would she go? She had no money, and he had the keys to her place. And if she did leave, he would then release the video and photos. She let out a sigh and headed into the salon. A Hispanic woman greeted Pearl, as she entered the salon. "Are you Pearl?" she asked. "Yes, I am." "Great, I've been waiting for you," she replied. "My name is Selena." "Pleased to meet you," greeted Pearl. "I must admit that Frank wasn't kidding when he told me about you. This is going to be very easy, as you already look quite feminine," she replied. "Well, come with me, and we'll get started." Selena walked over and locked the front door. "You're my last client of the evening," she said as she led Pearl to the back. "Did Frank tell you what he wanted?" Pearl shook her head. "Well you're in for a real treat then. By the time I'm done with you, no one will suspect that you were once a man," she replied. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, how long ago did you know about me?" asked Pearl. "A month ago," she replied as she led Pearl towards a salon chair. "Have a seat and I'll take off your wig." Pearl did as she was told. So Frank had been planning this out for at least a month. He really was serious about this transformation. "Not bad, you have nice hair," said Selena as she ran her fingers through Pearl's hair. "Now, sit back and relax, I'm about to make you stunning." Chapter 8 "Well, you're done," said Selena. "What do you think?" Pearl wasn't sure what to say as she looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror. Her hair was now in a very feminine punk style that surrounded her face, and it was also now bleach blond. "You look like you just came off the plane from Scandinavia," said Selena. "With your pale skin and blond hair, you look quite stunning." Pearl didn't reply, as she continued to study her new appearance. Her eyebrows were pencil thin and highly arched. Additionally her lips were now ticker and plumper due to the collagen injections. Even though she was heavily made up, she knew that she would look very feminine without makeup, due to the permanent makeup that Selena had applied. She now had dark eyeliner and pink lips. She looked down at her long nails. They were colored a very dark shade of red. The same color was now on her toenails too. "I can't believe that I'm looking at myself," commented Pearl. "I know this must be traumatic for you, but Frank does care about you," interjected Selena. Pearl turned and stared with disbelief at the woman. "I've known him for years. Yes he's very dominant, but he's an excellent master. He couldn't, and wouldn't, have done this to you, if there wasn't a part of you that craves being transformed and controlled," stated Selena. "Yes, I know his methods are extreme, but in time you'll fully accept them." Pearl stared back in silence. "I've only known you a short time, but I can tell that you're naturally submissive. I was expecting some resistance from you, especially when I applied the permanent makeup, but you didn't say a word. I know that, due to what society says is normal, this is difficult to accept, but you're going to be so happy as his girl," continued Selena. "In fact, if he didn't want you, I would consider taking you for myself." Before Pearl could reply there was a knock at the front door. "That must be Frank," said Selena. "I know he's going to be so happy the way you turned out." Chapter 9 Frank drove Pearl back to her place. "So what happens now, Daddy?" she asked. "You do your job for now. Don't take on any new clients," he replied. "The fact that you don't come into contact with your clients will be a plus. And if you do, they will just assume that you work for Andrew." Pearl nodded. "I will pick you up tomorrow after lunch. We have some appointments to keep," he continued. "Um, how do you want me to dress, Daddy?' she asked. "Very good, you're thinking ahead. I only want you to look like a bimbo, not be dumb like one," he replied. "I'll show you what I want you to wear." Ten minutes later he led Pearl into her bedroom. She discovered that while she was at the salon, Frank was replacing her wardrobe. All her male clothing was replaced with dresses, skirts, blouses and tops. Frank picked out an outfit for her to wear. It was a skirt, blouse and pair of high heels. "You'll look sexy but respectable," he said. "For now you'll only wear skirts and dresses, but in time I will let you wear jeans and shorts, after your body had changed so that no one questions your gender ... not that many would suspect you were once a man." Pearl wanted to say that she was still a man, but she knew that it wouldn't matter to him. She stepped into the bathroom, and it looked like a young woman lived there. The counter was covered in various cosmetics and other feminine products. "I will be replacing your furniture, too," he continued. "Along with changes to the rest of the d?cor, it will make it more appropriate for a woman." "What will my landlord think, if he sees me, Daddy?" she asked. He let out a hearty laugh. "I don't understand," said Pearl with a look of confusion on her face. "I think it's great. I bought the building last month," he replied with a grin. "Yes my dear, your fate was sealed long before tonight. Now, let's back out to the living room and talk." She felt a chill go up her spine, as she absorbed his words. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. Chapter 10 Frank had Pearl sit next to him on the couch. "Now, tell me the truth: you dressed as a woman long before you met Chelsea, right?" he asked. Pearl nodded. "I suspected that. Did you ever tell Chelsea about it?" "No, Daddy," she replied. "Please tell me about it," he asked softly. Pearl was taken aback by his gentle manner. "It was back in high school. I was over at a friend's house for the weekend. His parents were out of town, and he had the place to himself," she said. "What was his name?" asked Frank. "Steve," replied Pearl. "He was much bigger than me. He was on the wrestling team." "Go on," he said. "Anyway, we were partying -- smoking pot and drinking beer -- and he asked if I wanted to see some porn. I said sure, and he took me to the den and put in a DVD," continued Pearl. "The movie started and at first I thought it was a regular movie, but then I saw that the woman in the video had a cock." Frank smiled. "As she had sex with the man, Steve pulled out his cock and began to stroke it. I was shocked, but I couldn't take my eyes off him," said Pearl. "So you hadn't see another man erect?" Pearl shook her head. "Steve began to stare back at me. He motioned for me to come over to him, and before I realized what I was doing, I was crawling towards him. He nodded, as I began to take his cock into my mouth. As I sucked him, he held my head down and called me his bitch," said Pearl. "So he obviously knew you were submissive, even though you didn't fully understand it," stated Frank. "That's right, Daddy," she replied meekly. "What else happened?" Pearl sighed. "I've never told anyone this before. It feels good to get it off my chest," she replied. "Later, he led me upstairs and had me dress in his mother's clothing. She had a very large wardrobe, including several stylish wigs. I ended up spending most of the weekend dressed up as a woman." "And you were confused by this, right? You were ashamed by what was happening and at the same time it felt strangely right, am I correct?" asked Frank. Pearl nodded. "How long were you his girlfriend?" asked Frank. "A few months," replied Pearl. "I was over at his home every weekend." "Did you ever go out in public with him?" "No, never, Daddy," she replied. "Too bad. Well, you'll get plenty of time out and about now," he said. "Um, Daddy, what do I do if someone does recognize me?" she asked. "Tell them that you're transsexual and that you got tired of living your life as a lie. Your life as a man is over; you need to accept that," he said. "One of things we will be doing tomorrow is seeing my lawyer. I have taken the initial steps to change your identity officially." Pearl nodded. She should have been shocked, but it was becoming very clear that he had spent a lot of time preparing to enslave her. "So my name will be Pearl?" she asked. "I mean, legally." "That is correct. It matches your fair complexion," he replied. "Well, wash up and go to bed. You have had a long day. I will see you tomorrow." He then gave her a long deep kiss. Chapter 11 The trip to the lawyer was very businesslike. Pearl obediently signed many documents, including several powers of attorney, that gave Frank legal control over her life. She had no choice but to obey. Pearl was dressed in a tight blouse, short skirt and high heels. Her makeup was less heavy than the previous night, but it still made her look very sexy. Of course, the collar was still locked around her neck showing that she was owned. The lawyer was also African-American, and he was very pleased to see how far Frank had feminized her. His name was Darryl Jackson. "I'm very impressed how feminine she is, Frank. This is very hot, seeing what was once a white man now a very sexy looking woman," he stated. Frank nodded. "Can you get me one of these? I would love to have one as my secretary," continued Darryl. "That can be arranged," replied Frank. "I will have to find the right candidate." Darryl laughed. "It will be worth it," he said. "It will be nice to have a sexy bitch working for me that I don't have to worry about getting pregnant." "So when will you have the documents finished?" asked Frank. "A few weeks," replied Darryl. "But then she'll have a perfectly legal identity as a woman. I'll have everything from a birth certificate to driver license. I can get it done faster, but that will cost more." "A few weeks is perfect," replied Frank. "Just think my dear, soon your old life will be truly over." Pearl sat there in stunned silence, as the idea that his male identity and life had been so easily changed. The next stop was a few miles away. Frank led Pearl inside to what looked like a holistic clinic. A short thin woman came out and greeted Frank as if they were old friends. "Pearl, this is Chariya. She's originally from Thailand, and she has helped many like you make the shift from male to female," he said. "Pleased to meet you, Chariya," replied Pearl. Chariya smiled back. "Pleased to meet you Pearl," she replied. "I can see why Frank picked you. You're already very feminine. Don't worry, I will complete what nature left undone." Pearl wondered what she was talking about, but knew better than to ask. She was ashamed by how quickly she was becoming so subservient. The urges had been strong before, but never like this. Chariya then turned to Frank. "Come back in three hours," she said. "That will give me plenty of time to make her more acceptable. Frank nodded, kissed Pearl and departed. "Come with me," said Chariya. Pearl was led to the back of the clinic and ordered to undress. "Okay, my dear. I'm going to start you on a treatment that change's you physically to give you a more feminine figure, but you probably already suspected that. You'll see some changes today, but in the coming weeks you'll develop a very feminine body," she explained. "First we'll start by doing a purge of your body. There will be some discomfort, but it is necessary. By doing this, the feminization process will go much faster." "What do you want me to do?" asked Pearl. Chariya smiled. "Frank said you were very subservient. This will make my job much easier," she said. "I will give you a drink. It will, how do I put this, clean you out. Afterwards I will insert two plugs, one in your mouth and one up your ass. A special solution will then be put into your body. Initially, it will repress your male hormones and at the same time give your body a huge injection of female hormones. Over time, it will change your body's chemistry to one that it's closer to that of a woman. Yes, you will still have your penis, and you will be able to achieve orgasm, but it will be smaller and you will be sterile. You will also develop breasts and other female curves. These changes won't happen instantly, but it will happen much faster than standard hormonal treatments. It all depends on your body chemistry." Pearl nodded. "Additionally you will be given a supply of special protein shakes. You will have two a day. Don't worry, the flavor is quite pleasant. Anyway, they will supplement the treatments you will get here," continued Chariya. "How often I will come here?" asked Pearl. "Every week for the next few months. It all depends on your body chemistry," said Chariya. "Well, let's get started." Chapter 12 Pearl rested on an examination table with the two plugs in her body. To her relief, the process was very relaxing. Chariya explained that the solution had a mild natural sedative in it. "You only have thirty more minutes," said Chariya as she looked at her watch. "You're doing very well for your first time." Pearl nodded as she sucked on the plug in her mouth. The flavor in the fluid was both exotic and familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had tasted it before. "I've been doing this for years," said Chariya. "I learned the process from my mother and grandmothers. They used it to help bargirls back in Thailand. I decided to take my skills here." Pearl listened, as Chariya told her about her company. "There are two side effects that don't allow me to use this process for more mainstream transformation. I mean, I'm sure that many transsexuals would love the transformation of their bodies without harsh prescription drugs. However, the process does make the user more submissive and obedient. This won't be a huge issue for you, as you are already very subservient," said Chariya. "The bargirls back in Thailand don't mind either." Pearl stared back as she took in the fluid. "The other effect is also popular with the working girls; it increases your sexual drive. You will find that you crave sexual activity. You won't be a nymphomaniac, or anything that bad, but you'll love sex. Frank is particularly looking forward to this," she continued. "He will be able to transform and train you to crave sex with him. Soon, you'll do things that would shock you without a second thought." Pearl listened and wondered what sort of things Frank would train her to do. "I know this must sound scary right now, but soon you will accept this as part of your life as if you have always been this way," she continued. "In a way, it's a blessing, as you won't have to deal with guilt or shame." Pearl wondered if Chariya was right. Chapter 13 "How do you feel?" asked Frank. They were in his car after leaving Chariya's clinic. "Very relaxed, Daddy," she replied honestly. "Very good," he replied. "Oh, I have stocked your fridge with the shakes. You have a month's supply." "Thank you," she replied automatically. "Did you notice any changes in your body?" he asked. "My nipples seem slightly swollen," she replied. "Good. I'm pleased to hear that," he replied. "Chariya feels that you should soon have very large breasts. It will be good that you won't need those pads." "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "What did you think of the process?" he asked. Pearl told him about the flavor of the fluid, and he nodded knowingly. "You have been getting small doses for the past few months. You never changed your locks, after you broke up with Chelsea, and she gave me the key. This allowed me to prep your body, so that once you went on the full treatment the changes would happen quickly," explained Frank. "As I said, your fate was sealed, as soon as Chelsea told me about you." Pearl nodded submissively. "We have one more stop to make, before I take you back to your place. Oh, I also brought in some new furniture for you," he continued, "along with some other things, but you'll see all that in a while." "Thank you, Daddy," she again replied automatically. She knew that she would find out soon what he was talking about. Ten minutes later, they stopped in front of a tattoo and piercing parlor. Pearl let out a gasp, and Frank laughed. "Don't worry my dear. I'm not going to cover your body with ink, but I have some additions to your body that are necessary," he explained. "I need to emphasize that you are my property. This doesn't mean that I will abuse you, but you are not my lover or girlfriend, rather you are my sex slave. I own you; you belong to me, and I will control all aspects of your life from now on. Look at everything that I have done in the past few days, and how helpless you have been to prevent it. In fact you crave control; you want to surrender to me." Pearl found herself nodding. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "It's good that you fear the changes in your life, but soon you will accept them. Now, let's go inside," he stated. Chapter 14 "Well, what do you think?" asked Victor, the man who owned the salon. He was a burly, heavily tattooed Latino with a shaved head. "Very good work. I'm very impressed with the code you put on her back," stated Frank. "I've done quite a few of them lately. The code is the one you requested that registered her as your property," stated Victor. Pearl looked in the mirror at the tramp stamp tattoo over her ass. The pattern was floral, but in the center was a computer scan. She learned that the code identified her as Frank's sex slave and that she had been entered in worldwide online database. "If you have any trouble with the piercings, just come on back in. As long as she follows the directions, there shouldn't be any infection. But that's what I love about piercing sex slaves, they are so obedient. I wish my regular customers followed directions as well," said Victor. Pearl looked in the mirror at her new piercings. Her tongue now had a stud in it, and she had a ring in her nostril. She had several new studs in each ear too. Looking down, she saw the ring in her navel, and the last ring, the one that ran through the head of her clitty, as she was now directed to call it. "Once her breasts come in, I want her nipples pierced," added Frank. "Of course," replied Victor. "That won't be a problem. Will you get any additional ink?" "Not at the moment," replied Frank. "Why? Do you have any suggestions?" Victor grinned. "How about a heart with 'I love Black Cock', instead of 'Love', on her ass cheek? Just low enough that when she's dressed in a short skirt it will show, should her skirt flip up," he suggested. "And maybe 'white sissy slut' on the other?" Frank smiled back. "I will consider your suggestion. In time, she may even beg me for something like that." "A white sissy needs to be constantly reminded of their place in the world; going from being a white man to submissive feminized cock-sucker must be deeply humiliating," said Victor. "One of the good things about that cock ring is that it pretty much makes it necessary for her to sit to pee, just like a real girl." Pearl felt her face turning red as she blushed "Does she like serving you and sucking your big black cock?" asked Victor. Pearl suspected that Frank had put the man up to what he was saying, or at least she hoped so. "Well, Pearl, do you love my black cock?" asked Frank. "Very much so, Daddy," she replied automatically. "And you love sucking it, right?" he asked with a grin. "Yes, Daddy," she replied softly. "And would you suck Victor's cock, if I ordered you to?" he asked. "Um, yes, of course, Daddy," she replied cautiously. "Very good," he replied. "I won't make you do it today, as you need time to heal." Victor flashed a big smile. "I'd love to see how talented she is. White shemales are the best cocksuckers in the world," continued Victor. "They know what feels good and are so submissive that they don't protest or complain." "I agree, that's why I'm making her my slave," replied Frank. "Okay my pet, get dressed. I need to take you home." Chapter 15 Pearl was to have one additional surprise that day. She found that while she was out, Frank had made many changes to her place. She looked at the fully stocked bar that was now in the corner of the living room. "Part of your duties will be to see to all my needs and desires," said Frank as he watched her inspect the bottles of expensive liquor. "I will teach you what I like." "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "Come, let's look at your bedroom," he said. Pearl walked into her bedroom, but no longer recognized it. Everything was different. The walls were no longer white. They were now covered with very feminine floral wallpaper. The windows had matching pink curtains. The art of the walls was very erotic in nature with images of men and women having sex. The bed was now a large canopy bed. As she looked at the posts she could see metal rings firmly attached. It didn't take a genius to know what they were for. The sheets on the bed were silk and pink in color. The bedspread was a bright floral pattern. As she looked around the room, she took in the other changes. There was now a makeup table in the corner of the room, where her desk had been. There was a large wooden chest at the foot of the bed. It was propped open, and when she looked inside she saw that it was filled with sex toys and bondage equipment. "Well, what do you think? Be honest!" he asked. "It looks like it belongs in a whorehouse," she blurted. Frank laughed. "That's the look I was going for, my dear. I decided 'what better way for you to accept what you are than to have a room that is a constant reminder of your new status'," he said. "For the time being, your work area out in the living room will stay as it is. In time, I suspect that you'll want a new line of work -- one more fitting," he said. "Eventually I will have the ceiling mirrored." "What do you mean by my new line of work, Daddy?" she asked nervously. "I'm not much of a day person. I prefer the night, and so that means that you too will become a night person. It fits your pale complexion too," he explained. "I may have you become a barmaid in one of my clubs, but that's nothing you need to worry about right now." Pearl remembered the way the women employees were dressed in the club where she had met Frank. They wore very skimpy and revealing outfits. "Now, you need to change for dinner. Go with the short, black silk dress and heels," said Frank. "Make yourself sexy for me." Chapter 16 Pearl could feel the stares of the other guests in the restaurant, as she was escorted by Frank to their table. She wondered how many of them knew she was his slave. From the way they were looking at her, it was obvious that many must have thought she was an escort or worse. Frank leaned over and gave her a long passionate kiss. "Get used to it," he whispered. "People see a sexy white woman with a man like me, and they can't help but stare." Pearl nodded. During dinner, Frank brought up her crossdressing experiences back when she had been in high school. "You said that you were Steve's girlfriend for several months, right?" asked Frank. "Yes, that's right. I was with him several times a week," she replied. "When I'd arrive, he'd lead me up to his room. There would be an outfit laid out for me to wear. He would leave me to get dressed and do my makeup, and I'd go downstairs to meet him." "What sorts of outfits?" asked Frank. "You mentioned that he had you wear his mother's clothes." "At first, it was one of her dresses or a skirt and blouse. But he got some things that were more suitable for a teenage girl. He even got one of the high school cheerleader uniforms for me to wear," she admitted. "Really? I would have loved to see that," said Frank. "I wore it the first night he fucked me," she admitted. "So up to then all you had done was suck his cock?" asked Frank in a low voice. "Yes, that's right," she replied. "Did you wear a wig that night?" She shook her head. "My hair was long enough to put into pigtails with ribbons, that was his idea too," she admitted. "Anyway, I dressed up as a slutty cheerleader, and at first it was the same thing, we'd kiss and then I'd get him hard and give him oral. This time he decided that he wanted to fuck me." "How was it?" "I was too scared to enjoy it. Don't get me wrong, he didn't rape me or anything like that, I gave in willingly. But it was the first time I had a cock up in me like that," she said. "You'll be taking me soon," said Frank. "In the chest are dildos and lubricant. You need to start practicing, to get your body ready for me." Pearl nodded. "Scared?' he asked. "A little. Your cock is so big," she replied softly. "You'll get used to it. You obviously like sex with a man, you were very good at sucking me off," he said. Pearl glanced around to see if anyone could hear them. "Soon you'll be sucking me often," he continued. "I love getting oral, and Chelsea has other things on her mind. She's pregnant with my child, and yes, I plan on marrying her. I know this may sound funny, but there are things that I don't feel comfortable doing to her now. I read stories about how mob members always had mistresses so they could do things with them that they couldn't do to their wives." "I understand, Daddy," she replied. "So you'll get a lot of sexual attention not that you'll mind," he said. Pearl nodded. Frank smiled back at her. "I have a few more questions for you. Chelsea told you didn't have much of a family life. Tell me about that," he ordered. Pearl took a deep breath and sighed. "Not much of a family life? That's an understatement. At least I don't have to worry about upsetting any of them with all this. My mom is a, to put it bluntly, a slut. She had many 'boyfriends' as I grew up, most of whom barely knew I existed," said Pearl. "What about your father?" asked Frank. "Never met him. And to be honest, I doubt that my mother really knew who he was," replied Pearl. "I see," replied Frank. "So did any of her lovers stick around for a while?" "There was one; he was there for a couple of years," replied Pearl. "When was this?" he asked. "When I was in high school," she replied. "What was his name?" asked Frank. "Chuck," she replied. "And was this what you called him?" he asked. Pearl nodded. "So this was when you were with Steve, right?" Pearl nodded again. "Did you dress at home?" he asked. "Sometimes," she replied. "And did you ever get caught?" he asked. Pearl sighed. "Yes, by Chuck," she replied. "He didn't actually catch me dressed; he found some photos of me dressed on my computer. I came home one day, and he was waiting for me. He told me what he'd found and ordered me to go up to my room. I found an outfit laid out on my bed." "What was it?" asked Frank. "It was a school girl uniform: a short plaid skirt, white blouse, knee socks and patent leather shoes," she replied. "And you obeyed?" asked Frank. Pearl nodded. "Of course you did," replied Frank. "And did he fuck you?" "We had sex many times, over the next few months," she said. "Eventually he left Mom, and that was the last time I saw him." "See, you were meant to be a slut," said Frank. "I know that now, Daddy," she replied. "Have you been with a man since then?" he asked. "Just the one that I was with in the photo that Chelsea showed you," replied Pearl. "Very good. Now, I'll be out of town for a week. When I get back, I want you ready to take me," he continued. "I will be ready," she replied, not sure if she would be. "I know you will," he replied. "Now, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me." Chapter 17 Back at her place, Pearl discovered that Frank had bought her numerous sex toys to train her body to take his cock. One was a very realistic looking cock which looked identical to Frank's erection. She then noticed the note from Frank telling her that it was modeled after his own cock, and he had it made especially for her. She put it down with the other sex toys and stared at them for several minutes. She really didn't want to use them, but she knew that she had no other choice. Her old life was almost over. Yes, she still had her job, but she suspected that he would soon end that too. It was obvious that he was grooming her for something less intellectual. And if she was going to be his full-time concubine, then she wouldn't have time to devote to her job. She then began to wonder if Frank was behind the gradual slowdown in her business. Being he had put her on the hormonal solution months ago, it made sense. In a way, it was just as well. Her heart wasn't in her business now, especially the way she looked. There was something else -- maybe it was just her imagination -- but she found it difficult to concentrate on anything else besides the way she looked and on sex. She wondered if the solution that was physically changing her body also had an effect on her mind too. With that, she began to undress, so she could complete her training for her master. Chapter 18 Pearl was shocked by how fast her body was changing. Yes, her breasts were still small, but she could see growth almost daily. Her nipples showed the fastest growth. Additionally, they had become very sensitive, and she found herself playing with them often. To fill her days, she worked on her remaining contracts -- in between using the sex toys to prepare her body for Frank. In the middle of the week, she got a phone call from one of her clients. He had an emergency and begged her to meet him and troubleshoot his computer. He was getting ready for a big presentation and was desperate. Pearl said she would call him back shortly, and as soon as she hung up, she called Frank. "Tell me about him," ordered Frank. "His name is Miguel, and he's been a client for a few years," replied Pearl. "However we've only met in person once or twice." "Good. What does he look like?" asked Frank. "He's in his forties, pretty good shape, slightly shorter than you," she replied. "Would you consider him handsome?" "I guess so," she replied. "Good, then you will meet with him. When you call him up, tell him that your assistant, Pearl, will help him," said Frank. She knew that arguing would be useless. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "Make yourself look ... sexy and accessible," he continued. "And if he comes on to you, give in to your inner slut." She paused for a moment, before telling him that she would obey. Chapter 19 Pearl walked up to the hotel door and knocked. The door immediately opened and she saw Miguel standing there. "Are you Pearl?" he asked anxiously. "Yes," she replied. Miguel stood in the doorway, running his eyes up and down Pearl's body. She was dressed in a short plaid skirt, a tight top and thigh high boots. Her makeup was done to make her look Goth, and she used hair products to give her a more alternative style. She had decided to go for an alternative sexy geek look, and judging by the way Miguel was staring at her, it had worked. "May I come in and see the computer?" she asked. "Um, I'm sorry. Yes, please come in," he replied. Pearl followed him in and sat down in front of the computer. "I have a huge sales presentation and the files won't load," he said as he stood next to her. "Yes, Andrew told me about it," she replied. "Why don't you sit down and let me take a look, okay?" She then flashed a smile at him. "Sure," he replied. "It's okay, I'm very good ... with computers too," she continued. Okay, she thought, if that wasn't obvious enough then nothing was going to happen. As she suspected, the problem was pretty simple, and in less than an hour she had everything working. She would have been done sooner, but she was distracted by the way Miguel was staring at her. At first it was because he was worried about his computer, but then she could tell that he was lusting after her. The idea that he found her sexually attractive, made her very aroused. Maybe Frank was right; maybe she was a natural slut. "There! Everything is fixed," she replied. Miguel came over to confirm that he could call up the files he needed. Pearl also noticed that he was looking down her top. "Thank you," he replied. "I had my doubts when you came in." "Why? Don't you think that a woman can fix a computer?" she asked playfully. "Or is the way that I'm dressed?" He nodded. "It's okay," she replied. "I don't mind." "Really?' he asked. "No, I like the way I look. Andrew doesn't care anymore either," she replied. "How long have you been working for him?" asked Miguel as he wrote out a check. "A few months, but we've known each other for years," she replied. "Oh, are you ... um," he asked. "No, we're not dating," she interjected. "I'm sorry, that was too personal," he replied as he handed her the check. "It's okay," she countered. "So is there anything else I can do for you?" He was standing in front of her. She could see that he had an erection through his trousers. "What do you have in mind?" he asked. There was a wicked grin on his face, as he stared back at her. "I know what I'd like you to do for me," he continued as he rubbed his crotch. Pearl moved closer, and he took her into his arms and gave her a long kiss. As they kissed, she began to rub his erect cock through this trousers. "I'd hate to see this go to waste," she cooed. Miguel smiled back, as he nodded. "Well, who am I to argue with you?" he replied. He then sat down on the couch. Pearl knelt down, immediately undid his pants, and pulled his cock out. It shocked her how easy this all was. She then leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth. Miguel let out a moan, as his cock slid into her mouth. He had been lusting after her the whole time she had been working, but he never thought that he would actually have sex with her. He placed his hands on her head and guided it as she sucked him. Pearl instinctively knew that it wouldn't take long to get him off. The man had been lusting after her, the whole time she worked on his computer. Moment later, Miguel let out a loud moan as he came. Chapter 20 "Very good," said Frank over the phone. "You were very professional in both aspects. If I ever tire of you, I think you'll make a first class escort." "Really?" she asked nervously. "Yes, but don't worry your little mind. I want you as mine, right now. This was just a test to see how well you obey me. It also reaffirms in your mind that you are a slut and that this has always been inside you. Am I right?" he asked. "I didn't turn you into a slut, I just unleashed the real you." Pearl paused for a moment and thought about how easily she had given in to Miguel. "Yes, you are right, Daddy. I know that now," she replied. "Tell me what you are," he ordered. "I'm a slut; I am your property; I am your slave," she replied. "Very good! When I get back, you can show me. I want you to pick me up at the airport. You will be dressed scantily, so that anyone who sees you will know what type of girl you are." "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "When is your next treatment with Chariya?' he asked. "Today, Daddy," she replied. "Good. You should see a rapid change in your body," he said. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "Oh, I'm texting you a website; please take a look at it, when you can," he said as hung up. A short time later, Pearl was looking at the website. She was both shocked and aroused to see that the video of her sucking Frank's cock had not only been posted online, but that it had hundreds of comments. Pearl found herself reading the comments, and as she did she began to rub her nipples. She knew that she should have been angry or embarrassed by what she was reading, but instead she was becoming very excited. There she was, posted online as the property of a dominant man. The comments ranged from those who found her attractive to those who offered suggestions on how to further feminize and enslave her. Many of the posts made offers to buy her. Glancing at her watch, she realized that she had to get going for her next treatment, which would make her body even more feminine. A smile appeared on her face, as she realized that soon her body would be even sexier. Chapter 21 Chariya nodded knowingly, as Pearl told her about how different she felt. "I told you this would happen" said Chariya. "Yes, I know, but to be honest I didn't believe it," replied Pearl as she undressed. "Well, if Frank ever tires of you I can definitely use you," said Chariya. "Especially if you still have your cock." "What do you mean?" asked Pearl. "I have connections overseas, and a girl with your looks would be very valuable," she replied. "A sexy, white shemale like you would be in high demand." "Tell me more," said Pearl. "I provide girls, like you, to very exclusive sex clubs in Tokyo, Shanghai, Seoul and other Asian cities. The clientele is the very rich and powerful, and a girl like you would be very popular," she explained. "You have responded quite well to the treatment and soon your body will be very shapely and feminine. Additionally you have blonde hair and blue eyes -- also very desirable. With a functional cock, you will be a very exotic treat." Pearl sat down on the examination table. "I doubt Frank is going to give me up any time soon," said Pearl. "That is true, but if he does, please come talk to me. You may not have a lot of options, and what I offer, while perverse, is better than other options," said Chariya. "Now, let's get your treatment started." Chapter 22 A few days later, Pearl stood by the baggage carousel waiting for Frank to arrive. She was dressed in a tight red tube dress, which showed off her feminized body. After her last treatment, her breasts had undergone a growth spurt and were now quite noticeable. Yes they were still small, but it was now obvious that she had breasts. Additionally her nipples were larger and they pressed out through the thin material of her dress. Additionally, her waist was thinner and her hips and ass larger. Yes, she had a long way to go, but she no longer looked like a man in dress. On her feet, she wore open-toed four inch pumps, and her makeup was done so that she looked very sexy and seductive. She had followed Frank's orders to look like a slut. Of course, she noticed that she was getting all kinds of looks from the other people in the airport, ranging from disgust to lust. A few weeks ago she would have been shocked and embarrassed, but now she loved the attention she was getting. She now accepted that her once hidden desires were taking over. Now, she was a slut and was proud about it. Frank walked over and she embraced him. He held her in his powerful arms, as they kissed. He ran this tongue deep down her throat and grabbed her ass as they kissed. The fact that people were watching them only increased Pearl's state of arousal. "I can see that you have been keeping up with your treatments," he stated. "I am quite pleased." "Thank you, Daddy," she replied. "Have you been doing your other assignments?" he asked. "Yes, Daddy, I can't wait to show you," she replied. "Very good," he replied. "I will be by your place tomorrow." Pearl fought back her disappointment, as she nodded. "I know you want me, but I must see my wife before I see my slut," he replied. Pearl nodded. His words were harsh, but true. Chapter 23 "Very impressive," said Frank as he rolled over onto his back in Pearl's bed. "I'm pleased that you were able to take me all the way, considering this was the first time I fucked you." Pearl was breathing heavy as she lay on her stomach. She was still trying to take in the whole experience. She could feel Frank's cum dripping out of her ass, confirming that he had used her. "You have far exceeded my expectations for you, my slut," he continued. "As I fucked you, I thought about what you had been just a short time ago and how I have transformed you into a luscious, feminized, and sexy white whore who is addicted to cock." "Yes, Daddy," she sighed as she rolled over. "I loved the way people looked at you as we walked together in the airport," he continued. "Of course, they didn't know you were once a man, but they did see a beautiful white girl totally devoted to her black man, and seeing how that bothered them made my day." Pearl cuddled up next to him as he talked. "Just think: a short time ago you were a white man running your own business, and now you are the shemale sex slave to a powerful black man. I doubt this is how you thought your life would turn out, but now you can't imagine it any other way, can you?" "That's true, Daddy," she replied. "Good. Then I want you to take the final step. You will send out an email to everyone you know, including your customers, that you are now Pearl and that you are now a woman. This will burn that last bridge to the unhappy life you once led. You will do this today, do you understand?" Pearl felt a wave of fear run through her body, but she knew that she had to obey. "Yes, Daddy," she replied. "You will tell them how happy you are now that you a woman. You will not tell them about me, not for now anyway. Is that clear?" he continued. "Yes, Daddy," she rep