James released an unconscious moan of pleasure, the noise slightly strained by the tight grip of the muscular hand wrapped around his dainty throat. His head was airy, the limited oxygen giving him that dizziness that he had recently came to love. The knowledge of how little control he had in his own safety, accelerating his approaching climax.
The Role Exchanger (with an emphasis on the ’Role’) had hit James and his Wife Hannah. The two were preparing for one of their usual bedroom sessions. The two were huge BDSM and power-play enthusiasts. James a confident commanding dom whilst Hannah was his submissive little play-thing. The two had areas within their home dedicated to their kinks and were active members in the fetish.
It’s hard to say specifically who or what the changes were but on initial review the two had swapped genders, became a bit younger and much, much more attractive. James was a slim, tanned, chesty 20 year old with a pretty face and dark hair whilst Hannah became a broad, muscular and hairy man. She was a picture of masculinity, he of womanhood.
It was not long until the two discovered they had switched orientation and roles with the bedroom. In the chaos of the Role Exchanger, Hannah took naturally to being in charge of the couples plans. Seeing the attractive man taking over and telling him what to do, produced in James an unfamiliar full body heat and an eagerness to do as he was told. Hannah’s unique sense of power and control thrilled her too. Her pants tightened at the sight of the sexy women following her commands and look so good doing it. It wasn’t long until they were exploring the boundaries of their new roles throughout the house.
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