Onkel Ewald war in so Mitte sechzig, nicht sehr groß aber ein bäriger Kerl mit Halbglatze, riesigen Bauernhänden und kräftigen Muskeln. Ich half i...hm im sehr gern Stall, beim Füttern und Melken und es machte mich schon früh geil, wenn ich seine dicke Beule im Schritt seiner alten siffigen Manchesterhose sah; manchmal guckte ich auch beim Füttern von hinten, wenn sich sein Gehänge beim Bücken unter dem breiten Arsch durch den Stoff der Arbeitshose auf dem Oberschenkel abzeichnete….Auf dem Hof gab. Without missing a beat, Tory went over and gave Chuck a kiss on the cheek, and then all four began laughing.Tory brought Denise inside to introduce her to the rest of the group while Chuck helped Mitch with the coats. Out of the corner of her eye, Tory thought she saw Chuck give Mitch a folder but dismissed it as being Navy business.After introductions, Tory was in the kitchen getting the last-minute things done before the food could be served when Denise walked in behind her."It smells great!. . I'm.. I'm a trapped sissy whore who needs to serve cock please.." I felt a slap on the other side of my face."Again, whore. More."Tears were starting to roll down my eyes, partly from the sting of the slaps, partly from being overwhelmed at the realization of what I was going to be made into here, under control of powerful men. "I.. I'm a stupid trapped sissy whore who has no choice, Sir.. " I cried more as I admitted what I was to these men, and to myself, out loud, so concretely. "I love. ‘I get a phone call from a friend who says a friend of hers needs some help urgently but won’t say what it is, then a girl shows up at my house with a pair of shiny black tights and a story that is straight out of the Twilight Zone or the X Files. What would you do?’ Katherine sipped at her drink, and I reluctantly reached for mine. ‘So you don’t believe me?’ I put my drink down and squeezed the handful of nylon hard. ‘I am not saying I do or don’t, I’ve seen a lot of pretty strange things in.