think that I was to receive twenty-nine more of the same kind!

I tried to think of Lisa who was then administering the crop. She was a strikingly attractive girl and the thought that she was whipping me made it less terrifying than if it had been some well-built man who was cerrying it out. I could imagine her lovely hair, her shapely breasts and splendid thighs and buttocks just behind me. It was small comfort but somehow it helped.

I did the same when it was Gudrun's turn and somehow thinking of the two girls helped me to get through those first twenty strokes.

Then the girls were dismissed and I was alone with Maria.

She struck me with the utmost fierceness three or four times and as I wriggled in agony she unexpectedly threw down the crop and walked over to her bed.

'Come and sit here,' she said, indicating her lap.

To my amazenent she then put an arm round me and guided my head to her breast.

'We will begin at the beginning,' she said softly. 'You will be my baby for the moment and then gradually you'll become a girl just like the others.'

Greedily I sucked on the teat almost unable to believe my good fortune.

I had almost no desire to do anything but please her and my efforts were directed wholly towards that end. Suddenly I seemed to have lost my libido, even the close proximity with her splendid flesh having no effect on me.

Eventually she seemed satisfied; but whether she climaxed or not I do not know. She told me to get to my feet and then she handed me a set of underwear and a dress, as well as a wig and shoes.

'Now put those on, she said. From now on think of yourself as a girl and try to forget that you were ever a man. I think it is the one way in which you will be able to overcome your uncontrollable feelings, your perverted masculinity.'

I had destested having to put on women's underwear when she had first made me put on a bra, knickers and stockings but now I looked forward to doing so, eagerly fixing the bra, then the suspender-belt and after that the stockings. In five minutes I was dressed as a woman for the first time, and, with the aid of the wig, actually looking like one.

'You may look at yourself in the mirror,' Maria said. 'I think you make a most attractive young woman.'

I had to admit that she was right. I didn't think that anyone seeing me for the first time would have guessed that I was a man.

'From now on you will always dress as a

woman, she said. 'But you will begin each day