“You recall the velvet caresses of my long coat against your thigh as I transformed you and created the face of the kurgarrû, applying foundation, hiding your eyebrows with putty, designing her features with the contouring brush.
The pine resin and incense of my perfume mingled with the powders, the blushes and lipstick.”
“This is [euphrasia], she is the epitome of the perfect slave, a blue print of sorts, I want you to study her every move, her posture, gait, her breathing but also sense her moods as she offers her service and surrenders her will. “
The game of chastity is a hunt with an inevitable outcome when well conducted and almost perversely a ‘win win’ for huntress and prey: Where Denial and Chastity contradict the instinctive habit of self gratification: a poignant account by Maîtresse Nuit’s slave. Second Part of [Y]’s journey from play androgyne to full sissy via persuasive gender exploration and chastity control.