Many people will think that I am a freak if they get to know where I am. In fact, what I do is so deplorable to Occidental society that no one else besides me knows about this little secret. Let me tell you exactly which my situation is.

I am a 19 year old college student. As common, my home is far away from the place where I study, so I have to rent an apartment nearby the campus. Although my family is not rich, I and my life-time friend Evangeline (we call her Eve) managed to rent a two story apartment for just the two of us. We don't have a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, but we get along pretty well. I seem to be a very normal guy, both physically and mentally. But what differs me from most people are my private and secret activities I practice on the apartment when nobody is inside. You see, I like to dress in female clothes. Since I was 6 years old, I used to sneak into my mother's bedroom and wear her underwear and lingerie, and fantasize about been a very pretty girl in very sexy clothing. As time went by, I managed to buy my own clothes and accessories, and when the Internet came to life, things were pretty much easier. By the time we got to this apartment, I had collected a great quantity of clothes, lingerie, wigs, make-up and shoes. I keep them inside a locked trunk that's on the attic, where no one else but me has access to. But besides dressing like a girl, I like to practice bondage while en femme. I have a whole set of bondage toys and devices, specially designed for self-bondage, that allow me to lock myself into pretty difficult situations without the help of another person. My favorite practice is to lock me up, and tie a chain frozen into a bucket of water to the ceiling, in such a way that, when the ice melts (exactly 4 hours after taken out from the freezer) the keys to release me are within the reach of my bound hands.

Eve goes every month one whole weekend to her parents' house, a 5 hour-long drive. She usually departs Friday at 17:00 and return Sunday at 20:00. This weekend, she planned a trip and by 17:30 she was gone. Since we rarely had visitors, I decided to play all this weekend. I quickly got to the attic and took out my attire. After that, I rushed to my bedroom to prepare myself. I got naked and went to the bathroom for a bath of body-hair removal. After I wash my hair away, I can't believe the way my smooth body feels. Hairless skin is one of the best sensations a cross-dresser can feel! After that, I returned to my room and put on a black thong. Then, I pulled up a pair of thigh-high black sheer stockings. The feeling of nylon against my smooth legs made me feel sexy and feminine. It's awesome! Next, I got into my pre-adjusted black corset and attached the hooks in from of me. I call it pre-adjusted because it laces up at the back but also has hooks and eyes in front, so I managed to stretch it by myself in such a way that when I join the hooks and eyes, I am already packed up, there's no necessity of stretching more the back laces. Been inside the corset is very difficult. Breathing is more complex, sitting and walking are not easier. But they give me that hour-glass outline we men do not have. Then came the falsies, also known as breast forms. They are very, very expensive, but they are a pair of indispensable accessories. I put medical glue behind them, so they are attached to my chest in such a way it is impossible for them to fall, even if I take off the bra. Also, they pull my chest's skin downwards, giving me that natural tit feeling like a woman's. Then comes my dress. For the occasion, I chose a black velvet one-piece dress, whose hem comes just above my knees.


After that, I apply my make-up. Some foundation, eyeliner, naughty eye-shadow, mascara, slutty lipstick and a long blonde wig make me the perfect bitch I want to be. And, to end my preparation, I put on 5" high-heeled strap-on sandals. Walking into these babies was difficult to master, but now I am a pro. These heels make my calves and ass pop up and also make my hips sway as I walk. Just like a bitch would do!

After I am completely transformed and dressed, I proceed to the attic, where I take out my bondage gear. I take the ice bucket that contains the key to my freedom and hang it above the chair where I am supposed to be bound for the next 4 hours. Then, I take what I am going to use. Some pink rope to tie my ankles to the chair's legs in such a way my feet will be about 2 inches above the ground. Then, more rope to my waist to the back of the chair. An O-ring gag to prevent me from talking or screaming. And finally, a pair of leather handcuffs that are completely adjustable but are released by a key (just like police handcuffs, but these are leather ones). And finally, a letter that I put on my lap once I am completely helpless. The letter reads the following:

“I, Karen, want to state that all this was done by me, that I have worn female clothing for many, many years and that I am a sissy boy that needs to be dominated by a powerful and dominant woman.”

This was in case I was discovered, there was no way I could escape or tell the other person I as forced into that situation. That increased the discover thrill a lot more. You see, thinking about being discovered like this gives me a lot of arousal. Once everything is set, and put my hands behind the chair and I lock the handcuffs in place. Click Click!!! Now there was no way out for the next 4 hours. Immediately, my penis started to grow harder and bigger. The sexual pleasure was starting to build up! I fantasized about being at a Dutch dungeon and being dominated by a very sexy and attractive Mistress, where my only role was to please her wild and kinky BDSM dreams. And that's when it happened.

The unexpected should be expected

2 hours had passed since Eve had gone to her parent's home for a visit, and about 1 hour had gone since I was bound and gagged in female clothing when I heard Eve's car park at the apartment's entrance. Shit, this can't be happening! I tried to listen to the noises and I confirmed it was Eve returning home without warning. Suddenly, I heard the front door come open. I was scared, afraid to be discovered the way I am dressed and bound. And the letter, that motherfucking letter in my lap will tell her the whole truth. I moved my thighs trying to make it fall, and luckily I succeeded. Now, I had to get free as fast as I could and be my normal self again. I pulled on the leather cuffs but it was useless, my wrists were securely bound together. I also tried to stand up but it was worthless, I could even touch the floor with my toes. The only thing that could save me was avoiding any noise so Eve won't come up to the attic to check it out. This place is not frequently visited by any of us, so I just hoped 3 more hours to pass so the keys will be at my reach and I'm out of here. 2 hours had passed. One more hour and this will be over and no one will ever know about it. When suddenly, I heard steps coming up the stairs. Shit! When Eve returns from her parents' house, she comes up to the attic to put her huge amount of clothes back into place. Now panic was taking me over. I was sweating like a death-sentenced on his last minute, and my heart was beating at a thousand per minute rate. She pulled the attic's stairs down and started climbing them. I such closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable. I was caught.

What the hell?” She said.

She obviously did not recognize me.

I heard her come closer to me, to his helpless and pathetic figure sitting on a chair.

“Who are you?” she said. I knew my transformation was very good, but I did not suspect it was so damn good my best friend was unable to recognize me.

“Oh my God, Matt is that you?” she asked to the bound woman sitting in front of her.

I raised my head and nodded in agreement.

“Let me get you free” she said.

Before she freed me, she noticed the envelope on the floor besides me. Shit, that was the incriminating letter.

“That's this” she said and took the envelope on her hands.

I started to moan through my gag, trying to get her attention and prevent her form reading that document. But it was useless; she opened the letter and started reading. After she was done, she looked above me and saw the key above my head, almost ready to fall down to my hands.

“You fucking faggot!” she said as she took the key on her hands and pulled it away from me. She broke the string connecting the key with the ice and placed it on her pocket. She directed her eyes towards me and started yelling:

“You've been doing this for so many years, you fucking pervert!”

Eve was a very attractive girl. Tall, slim, dark long hair, sexy eyes, wide hips and huge breasts, she was a great knock-out for the guys at the campus.

“So you want to be a female sex slave, is that it Karen?” she said to me. “Well, maybe we'll be able to fill out your fantasy.”

With that, she went away. I tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't let me free, nor would she take off my gag. But she was back quickly. She was carrying a video camera on her left hand and a digital camera on her right hand.

“I'm just going to take my warranty that you'll do as I say” she said.

She started taking pictures of me on the EPSON digital, pictures of my made-up face, nylon encased legs, in general, pictures that will tell anyone that knows me what kind of kinky and perverted practices I do when no one is watching me. Once she was done (or the camera's memory was full), she took off my gag. I started to talk but was silenced by a sudden slap across my face.

“Listen to me you sissy boy. From now on, you sill not speak until I give you permission. You will do as I say and you'll be 100% my property, or I'll e-mail this pictures to everyone that knows you in college, and also to your parents. Is that understood?”

I took my time to answer in disbelief.

“Yes”

“Yes what?” she asked back.

“Yes Eve” I said

She hit my face again, this time harder.

“Do you, fucking idiot, believe that is the correct way to talk to your mistress and owner?”

“No, Mistress” I apologized.

“That's better. Now, I am going to film you saying how much you like being cross-dressed, and you've better say it like you mean it, OK?”

“Yes Mistress” I answered.

“Good” she said.

Then, she took a moderate distance and started filming. I saw the red light in front of the camera, which indicated she was recording.

“So, tell us Karen, are you a sissy transvestite?” she asked normally.

It was hard for me to give a reply. But I could not tolerate those pictures being sent to the people and know and love. I had no choice; I was trapped inside my own game.

“Yes, I am a transvestite” I answered back.

“How do you call yourself when you are dressed as a slutty woman?”

“I… I like to be called by the name of Karen”

“Why?” she asked.

“I don't know” I said.

“That's not the answer the people want to hear” she said to me.

“Well, maybe it's because that name reflects the bitch I am” I said a little bit angry.

“Tell us Karen, what are you wearing under that sexy dress?”

“I have a black thong, black sheer stockings, a black corset and a pair of false DD breasts”

“Oh, you also have breasts” she said in amazement. “Tell you a little more about that”

“Well, they are a pair of DD breasts that I use to enhance my feminine figure, and they also make me feel the sensation of weight, just like real women experience. Besides, they make my hips seem wider and my waist narrower.” I said.

I could not believe what I was actually saying. I felt like I was on a transvestite talk-show, but all I was doing was pulling the rope tighter around my neck. If this video and the pictures were released to the outside world, my life would be ruined, probably for ever.

Finally, the live “questionnaire” was over and Eve turned the camera off.

“I can't believe you said all of that in front of the camera” she said. “Well, if what you want to be is a bondage slut, then I should do as best as I can to make your dream come true.”

After that, she went down stairs. I tried to call her attention and have a chance to convince her to release me, but she just ignored my calls. She left the attic and left me there, all by myself, tied up and cross-dressed.

Now, you can't imagine how pathetic I felt. I was discovered wearing sexy female clothing and all tied up by my best female friend. I felt so humiliated I did not know what to tell her. Obviously there were no excuses that could take me out of this situation, but it was still difficult to talk to one of your trusted ones when you are in this situation.

An hour passed and there were no sounds of Eve coming to release me. Besides, she took the key with her and left me no way to escape from this bondage. I must admit, I tie myself pretty well. All this time had passed and I could not even touch the floor with my toes. By the way, my legs were starting to ache a little bit, and my arms ached from being restrained behind my back. Finally, I heard footsteps on the attic's ladder. It was Eve.

“Karen, I have to prepare you for our visits. I hope you act like the little female bitch you are, or I'm gonna be forced to publish these pictures and videos over the web, is that clear?”

“Visits? What the hell are you talking about? Are you going to bring people…”

Before I could finish the line, she shoved the O-ring gag inside my mouth, silencing me completely.

“I'll take that as a yes, or you'll suffer the consequences” she finished.

Then, she headed towards the trunk where I keep all my clothes and bondage gear. She started pushing and taking things out. Since the trunk was behind me, I could not see what she was doing, but soon it was pretty obvious she was looking for a bondage hood, since she put it on my face after she finished searching things on the trunk. This hood is a leather one, with holes on the eyes, nose and mouth. It was designed to cover one's face but still be able to see, breath and talk. Of course, I was speechless due to the O-ring gag. Once I was unrecognizable and gagged, Eve said:

“Alright girls, you can come in!”

Shit, she already had people inside! I heard a lot of feet climbing on the ladder, and one by one I saw the girls that were entering the attic. First it was Catalina, a very nice girl I barely know but have heard comments about her. Then it was Laura, one of Eve's best friends. My relationship with her was almost 0, but we didn't hate each other. And finally, in came Melissa, my worst female enemy. She is a real asshole, a typical idiot blonde. I don't know clearly why she hates me so much, but she really prefers to be as far away from me as she can be. I must tell you that all of these girls are very beautiful females. All of them play at the local basketball team and have tremendous bodies. They are no bimbo-alike girls, but I will surely not deny a laid with any of these girls. But right now, I was not thinking about fucking one of these girls. My only thought (and hope) was Eve refraining herself from taking my hood off and revealing my real identity to these girls. I know that my good make-up will make it hard for them to recognize me, but they would surely find out my identity in no time at all.

“Karen, the girls saw the video I took right now, although I covered your face on the TV screen to avoid them recognize you. Now, I will keep your identity secure as long as you cooperate with us. Believe me; all these girls are eager to find out who you really are, especially because I told them that you are a known student. Are you going to be a good girl and cooperate with us?”

I nodded and moaned in agreement,

“Good” Eve said. “Let me clear out the rules of the game. Your value is zero. You are a completely disposable object for all of us, and we won't give a damn for you. You are to obey all, and I mean all of our commands without exception, and if you don't you'll be punished, and believe me, the punishments won't be easy stuff. You will not say one single word if you are not required to give an answer back. She only thing that will come out of your mouth without authorization are thankful words for everything we do to you. If you talk without permission, we'll put a gag inside your mouth and have you gagged until you drool. Do you understand?” she finally asked.

I nodded again.

“Girls, let the fun begin” she told her pals.

There were huge smiles all over their faces. They were really enjoying this situation. I was not afraid they were going to recognize me because we rarely speak, so my voice is not a familiar one for them. Besides, the hood Eve put on my head is secured with a tiny padlock at the back of my head, which means it is impossible for them to remove it without the appropriate key. But now it was their time to have fun.

“I can't believe I am actually going to be a Mistress of a sissy boy” Catalina said.

“What I can not believe” continued Melissa “is all those things this sissy boy said in front of the camera. This fag must be really longing to be dominated and overwhelmed by powerful women.”

“Well, that's what we are, aren't we gals?” asked Laura.

“Ready for part one, chicks?” asked Eve.

“Yeah, but are you sure he, I mean, she won't go running away?” asked Laura.

“No way Jose” answered Eve. “He goes away, and I'll make sure every human being on this planet knows who this asshole really is. Besides, I am sure this sissy boy really wants what we are going to give him, is that right Karen?”

I nodded in agreement.

Slowly, the girls took off my bondage. For the first time in hours I was able to move my limbs freely. My feet were numb, and combined with the 5” stiletto heels I was wearing, I almost fell to the floor. But my freedom was not going to last for long. Soon, I saw Eve hanging a pair of leather cuffs to the ceiling, and she took the spreader bar out from the trunk. They cuffed my wrists up above my head and to my shoulders width and they cuffed my ankles to the sides of the spreader bar. I'll tell you that using high heels and standing up with a spreader bar between your feet is not an easy job. So now, after some 3 minutes of freedom, I was bound and helpless again.

“Which of you girls is longing to spank a whore on her bare bottom?” asked Eve while holding on her right hand my cane.

I bought that cane a long time ago, but I never used it. Now, it was time for it to hit a human ass, my ass! I squirmed and struggled against my bondage, trying to release me and avoid the spanking that I saw coming right at me, but it was useless, I was pretty damn good motionless. After I saw my efforts were worthless, I moaned through my gag, pleading for mercy. Eve came in front of me and removed the gag, but before I could say a word she shoved in a rubber red ball gag, which silenced me even more than the O-ring one.

“You shut the fuck up, bitch! Remember the rules; misbehavior will cause you a lot of trouble and pain.”

Before I didn't want things to go ever worse, I decided to shut up and “ride with the waves”. Of course it was going to be difficult. I felt how one of the girls pulled my dress up, just above my waist, and then she pulled my panties down.

“Look, she even shaved her ass! Cute, this looks like a truly feminine rear, Karen.” It was Catalina.

I tried to thank her for the compliment, but it was of no use.

Soon they started the spanking. Each stroke gave be a painful burning sensation that made my ass feel hotter. After the 7th stroke, I started to moan, which was involuntarily and sounded very girlish. I seemed like a bitch, a real female bitch being spanked by a dominant lesbian. With each cane stroke my hips pushed uncontrollably forward, like trying to escape from the pain and the suffering this punishment was causing. But, hey, cuffed to the ceiling and with your legs spreaded, you won't get too far away. Each girl took 10 strokes with the same cane and with no pause between them. By the end of the punishment, I was so worn out by pain that the chains holding the leather cuffs to the ceiling were the ones holding my entire weight. I was about to faint.

Finally, Melissa pulled my panties up and my dress down. I felt my heart beats between the panties and the skin of my buttocks. This was a really bad spanking.

“Karen, we are going downtown for a while, try to take a good rest, we are going to have a hell of a night.” Eve said.

They all left the attic and left me alone, spanked, gagged and bound. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.

A night of fun

I slowly opened my eyes and saw something that hit me like cold water. I was blind! Yes, those bitches put on me a blindfold when I was asleep. But this is not a common blindfold. This is a special blindfold bought in France over the Internet


It is specially designed for bondage activities, it is securely fastened to the submissive's head and it leaves to entrance for light, not even on the corners, so no matter how much light there is in front of you, you don't even see a tiny little ray of light. I felt my gag was unfastened at my back and soon removed. All the saliva accumulated inside my mouth fell to the floor uncontrollably, since my jaw was numb, and also my lips. Once I recovered from this post-awake shock, I heard Eve speak:

“Look, Karen, we went downtown and discussed some matters. First of all, one of the girls here wants to have a little intercourse with you, but she doesn't want you to know who she is, so these are the rules of the game. You are going to be free during the activity. You are going to be blindfolded, and don't even try to take it off, because it is securely fastened to your head. You are going to be on your knees during the whole time and your only instrument is going to be your mouth and tongue. And finally, you are going to be handcuffed. Are you ready?”

“Yes Mistress Eve, I am ready”

“Good” she said.

Soon I was free from my bondage. I was put on my knees and noticed the girls cuffed my ankles together with leather cuffs. Then, they handcuffed my hands behind my back, almost like an up-straight hog-tie.

“You will begin at the feet and slowly, slowly, go up to the, well, you know, the thing all men are interested about.”

Now things were getting interesting. Yes I was humiliated, cross-dressed and bound, but I was going to have oral sex with one of these sexy girls. I don't care which one; they are all hot and sexy. Suddenly, one hand pushed my head down, until I felt what seemed like toes touching my lips. Without loosing my time, I started to work. First, I touched and rubbed my lips against the toes. I felt they were covered with nail polish, and excited me even more. I heard one of the girls giggle, but I didn't mind, I was started to get sexually excited. Then, I gently moved to the feet and kissed them, licking the skin and tasting the sweet. I moved slowly upwards to the ankles, where I liked, sucked and kissed them. Like in automatic pilot, I moved to the other leg, and again, gave some oral pleasure to the other ankle. Sometimes one of the girls giggled, but I just did not care. Then, I went for the calved. Oh, so smooth and well formed calves, I bet they were just recently shaved! After 1 minute on each calf, I went for the knees and finally for the thighs. They were also smoothly shaved, and I felt my cock was rock-hard. I was very aroused and my only thought was licking this woman's pussy until climax. I felt then how the girl turned around and pushed her buttocks against my face. It was time for some ass licking! Although I find asshole-licking disgusting, I really enjoy kissing and licking the buttocks, since female buttocks are so full and smooth, it's like sucking a tit with nipple. I felt the silk panties in my mouth when I raised my head too much, but that was not a problem. The feeling of female cloth fabric is something I really enjoy (hey, that's one of the reasons why I cross-dress).

“Time's up bitch.” I heard Eve say.

I moved my head away from the girl. Although I really wanted to continue sucking, I had to obey or be punished. Then, I felt someone shove into my mouth the O-ring gag. After it was secured behind my head, Laura unlocked the blindfold and took it off

“Surprise!!!” they all screamed at the same time.

What my eyes saw I could not believe. On top of those sexy legs I was so eagerly sucking and licking was a big pantied bulge. I looked up and saw the person was wearing a very tight mini dress that was pulled over the waist. There were a pair of big and huge tits on the chest, but it was… the face of a man on top of the person's neck!!! Shit, these fucking girls went downtown, brought in a street transvestite, blindfolded me and made me lick him without telling me she was a male! I felt my stomach revolve in disgust. I had actually licked and sucked the shaven legs of a man dressed in female clothes. And this man was really, really excited, since from his white panties popped out a huge erected cock, just like mine.

“Now comes the blowjob, said Melissa.”

I started moaning, clearly telling everyone in the room I was not going to give a blowjob. But, since I was tied up, I was no match for Eve when she came behind me and attached a chain between my handcuffs and ankles, doing an effective hogtie.

“Hi, my name is Donna” said the transvestite with a deep male voice. “These girls told me they'd give me $200 for a night of pleasure, so I agreed and here I am.”

“So your first job, Karen,” said Catalina, “is to satisfy Donna. I don't think it is going to be difficult, considering how aroused you got when licking her legs, and seeing your hard-on gives me no doubt about how badly you want to do this, right Karen?”

I moved my head in denial, and moaned as hard as I could to stop this abuse.

“Well, if you don't cooperate, we will have to force you, right Donna?” asked Eve.

“That's right” Donna said.

He pulled his panties down, grabbed my head with his big and strong arms and shoved his huge and thick cock inside my gagged mouth. I tried to bite his dick as hard as I could, but the O-ring gag stopped me front doing that. In fact, it seemed that the harder I bite, the more pleasure I give him, since the O-ring closes a little bit giving this guy's dick more friction and more pleasure. He started pumping my mouth faster and faster every time. He was fucking my mouth like a pro. Maybe he's sucked so many mouths before, this is easy job for him. Soon I started tasting some pre-cum inside my mouth. I tried to spit it away but it was useless. Without notice, I felt his dick starting some contractions… he was ready to come inside me! I could not do anything to prevent the disaster. In no time at all, this monstrous dick threw a big load of cum inside my mouth. Confirming my idea that he has fucked a lot of mouths before, Donna shoved his dick even deeper inside my mouth, so deep that my nose was touching his pubic hair, his balls and crotch were sealing my mouth preventing cum from escaping, and his dick-head was so deep inside me, that it caused an involuntary swallow reaction that caused me to swallow all his semen. God, it was so disgusting, but I could not do anything. After he finished with the load of cum, he took his flaccid prick out of me. His cum was kind of salty, but it was not the flavor that bothered me, it was the fact that I've just given my first blowjob. I felt gay, in fact, theoretically, I was gay.

“It's done misses” Donna said to the girls.

“Well, well, look at you young lady” said Eve. “You've just given your first blowjob, your mouth it all covered with semen and you seem to enjoy it, right girls?”

“Yeah, sure she did” answered the other girls.

Now I know why they were giggling when I was licking those legs. Since I was unable to close my mouth, and unable to swallow the rest of cum inside my mouth, every time I breathed through my mouth I smelt cum into the air. I had no escape from cum. I was trapped, with cum inside and all around me. My old male-self was long gone. The only thing that still made me a man was my lack of boobs and my cock and balls, but inside, I was no longer a man. I was a gay transvestite, but no longer a man. A submissive, mouth-fucked bitch ready to please one more time a gay man dressed in female clothes.

I fell to one side, completely motionless and shocked with humiliation (also cum also!).

“Listen, sissy, you are going to be our slave for a long, long time, so you'd better get used to this kind of activities. Donna, this is it for now, but whenever we want to play with sissy and humiliate him, we are going to call you, ok?” said Eve.

“That's ok. You know my number, just give a call. I'm longing to get my sexy girly dick inside Karen's asshole, and fucked her brains out.” Donna said.

The girls took Donna away, only Eve stayed with me.

“Do you know why I am doing this to you?” asked Eve. “You see, I liked you, and most of all, I trusted you in all these years. And now, I come back and find out this my life-time friend is a weirdo that likes to dress as a girl and be tied and abused. I am really angry at you and I don't think it is going to pass away. You really hurt my feelings, and that is going to cost you a lot of pain and humiliation. I'll keep the pics and videos for myself in a safe place, but this is going to be the game from now on. Whenever I want you to be Karen, you will get dressed and present yourself to me in the most feminine and submissive way. You are going to obey every instruction I give to you, weather it is to be spanked, suck a trans-sexual dick or even get fucked by a sexy shemale. If you do not comply with this, I am going to destroy your life forever, do you understand?”

I nodded.

“Well Karen, now that we have an agreement, I am going to untie you. Get all your clothes off, take a bath, shave from your eyebrows down, put on your pantyhose and sexy lingerie, and that's the way you are going to sleep tonight. Remember, you are my slave from now on.” She said.

We untied me, left and room and closed the attic's latch. This gave me time to think about the situation I was in. I was doing some self-bondage when my friend came back home unexpectedly. She discovered me, video taped me and called in her friends to abuse me and humiliate me. Then, they brought in a shemale and made me lick her legs and suck her dick, and she came inside my mouth. Then I thought: what the hell am I complaining about? This is what I've been dreaming for a lot of years, and now it's true, real. I am the transvestite slave of cute a pretty girls, that from time to time, are going to transform into sexy and sadistic mistresses.

Before I received more punishment, I left the attic, walked to my room and started to undress. I was going to play their game.