My Enslavement
It all started just after my fourteenth birthday I was quite slim and small for my age but quite fit. My widowed mother doted on me and she really ensured that I had the best of everything. I think she secretly wished that I had been born a girl, and at the time I remember her looking in girls clothes shops and saying 'Wouldn't that look lovely on you, and sighing to herself." But I was no sissy and although I was small for my age. I soon discovered that nature had endowed me with a cock...