“Yes Mistress...”

Janet readily agreed with her ex as Sarah led her again back through the crowd. What surprised Janet was the change in the dynamic between them. Before it had been antagonistic, years of small slights and annoyances compounding with neither of the willing to give an inch. Now Janet was acquiescing to Sarah. It felt right somehow. Reassuring. Despite her nudity and demeaning state Janet felt something that had constantly alluded her. She couldn’t put a name to it but being Sarah’s pet... it just pushed her buttons. And she wanted to explore this more.

It was clear to all the dommes that things had changed, that Janet was not one of them anymore. Perhaps she never truly had been. Her surrender was obvious and evidently complete. She heard them talking about her in hushed whispers as she felt her place in the world change. She was fair game for them now. Janet felt a sudden pique of anger. Sarah had done this. But worst of all Janet had let it happen and ... because of her new body and physiology and emerging inclinations she had so actively suppressed ... she loved it. Were she truly John, or even Janet the Domme, she would walk amongst her peers without any concern. Naked, leashed, butt plug, sleeve and all. Instead she felt belittled, controlled, owned... and that was what they saw too. She couldn’t even leave. Couldn’t open a door or get dressed or hide. Even if she left like this she would be arrested for indecent exposure and have a record for... Well this.

“I think I like you like this... I would take you back,” Sarah said. “As my little girl.”

Janet started. She loved Sarah and had thought them done. But... “really? I mean... I thought.” Could she live like this? She would never be a man again. She was trapped in this body. She had struggled in vain to make herself a dominant personality in this emasculated form. But the truth was clear. “I...” but she was a fighter, wasn’t she? A soldier. A man. No. Not any more.

“You were a pig of a man. But like this... you are so much fun. And I’d love for our friends to see you like this. Imagine how humiliating it would be...” Sarah said. “Could you just imagine everyone seeing you as Janet the little sex starved slut. Under my thumb. A little cunt...”

Janet blinked in thought. “But...” her army buddies. She’d not seen them since this. “No. Not that...” she begged.

“Oh yes... you’ve pushed people around all your life. Belittled and lorded it over them. They deserve to see you like this. Exactly like this.” She said. “I’ve decided. I’m taking you home. I’m going to be your mistress my pet.” She tugged the leash to keep Janet up with her as they went through the corridors back to William.