You shiver in concern.

This wasn’t how this evening was meant to go. Things had gone off the rails. A bit of harmless masturbatory experimentation had turned into the very real possibility of losing your female virginity to a man. You had no doubt that if he was successful at the auction he’d screw you. Your new sex is still tingling at the notion. But you’d voluntarily emasculated yourself, taken a pink pill and entered a den of dominance and submission... this was a very real possibility that had given this adventure an edge of adventure and excitement. You’d been flirting with submission by climbing into the mechanical fucking contraption. The fresh memory of being impaled on that metal phallus, the shaft postoning into the depths of your pussy, stretching it pleasurably, then finding yourself trapped and shamefully calling for help... it was very pleasant. You’re a girl now. As intended.... but... Naked. Bound. Aroused. The thought of him fucking you... well it’s not as bad as you’d thought. This was adventure and excitement of a new kind.

The nameless man looks across at a primly dressed dominatrix. “Hmm. Janet wants you. She was once John but decided to use X-change and have some dommme lesbian action with a sub here. She failed to read the fine print of entry here - X-change is taboo and she got caught by one of VA’s random X-change lock pills. Now she’s stuck like that. Stupid cunt...” your eyes widen - they administer random lock pills here! You could end up like Janet - trapped in female flesh.... but he fails to notice your very real concern.

Saya doesn’t. She regards You contemplatively. You realise you’ll need to keep her gagged. “If you buy me... buy Saya too. She... is more experienced and I think she can help me in ways you can’t. And... I... I like seeing you dominate her....” you try and think. “I like her gagged - gaggedand bound... it’s exciting... is that wrong... um master?” You say the honorific uncertainly, hoping to manipulate him, and he senses how much you want her bound and gagged and as a sister ****.

“Saya. I’ve had her too many times to count... perhaps.”