Oh yes

The Slaver smirked and walked up behind Joanna, running a hand across her ass possessively, “You’re really a virgin?” he asked almost gently, running a finger across her bare back then moving down to tenderly touch her between the legs.

Joanna moaned, again close to orgasm, “no, I’ve been with women before, but never with a guy” Her sex was beginning to ache in wanting him, and she bit her lip. The anticipation was driving her crazy, much to the Slaver’s amusement.

He laughed. “Well then, enjoy this Joanna, it’ll be the first of many times you get a cock inside you” Joanna virtually gasped in anticipation, feeling him against her, his dick pushing against the entrance to her sex.

“What are you waiting for?” Joanna gasped, “Please!” her sex was feeling actively painful being teased this way

“Call me master” the Slaver said “and I was thinking that there’s a way I prefer maidens dressed when I make them women.” Joanna moaned, hating every second of the delay as he lifted her to her feet and touched the dress.

The outfit lengthened and widened, his middle increasing till it became a corset, it’s colour bleaching to white, and it’s skirt lengthened and the corset tightened till Joanna could barely breath. She was wearing a wedding dress.

Joanna felt him push against her again, and this time he didn’t pull back, rather she felt him pushing his dick hard into her sex. Joanna spasmed over into orgasm just from the feel of the tip of him penetrating her, “ooohh!” She gasped incoherently, and then began to writhe against him frantically, losing any self control in her desire to have his huge dick deeper and deeper in her tight sex.

The Slaver smiled, it seemed this one was responding to training well.