She sighs happily, closing her eyes and resting against the cold wall, feeling his fingertips stroking the curve of her hips, up her slightly ticklish... sides, twining through her hair, then gasps as he pulls her forcefully away from the wall, arching her backwards.“Do you like this?”“Y-Yes Master!”She crawls desperately to the center of the room, letting him half-drag her, looking up dutifully as he lashes her across the face once, not hard enough to leave a mark but stinging nonetheless."Good.. "I put myself in your capable hands, Sally." Oh come on, Sweetheart! I make beasts into beauties. I make boys into girls. Hell, I could make Donald Trump into Melania Trump," Sally bragged, laughing. "Trust me, you're going to be amazed."I smiled and relaxed, watching Sally get all her brushes and products set up.Sally got her things arranged, then she told me how my makeover would go. "Everything we'll be using is yours when we're done. If you need accessories - earrings, for example, I have. I really had to fight for control now. I looked into his eyes, keeping focused on my breathing. I wasn’t going to let him win just yet. As he started pumping his finger gently in my ass, he slid a vibrator in my pussy. Damn he wasn’t playing fair; I broke out in a full sweat trying to keep control. The wine came close to spilling, my breathing was getting harder. Jefar gently pumped the vibrator, so he couldn’t be blamed for spilling the wine. My mind and body was screaming for release.Finally. I was surprised when Monica joined me and I blinked at her as she got close enough so our bodies were touching."Are you hungry?" Monica whispered, touching my arm with her fingertips. "Do you want me? It's alright."It was clear that she wanted me to want her, and she knew who and what I was, that was certain. Monica was afraid, a little; I could smell the fear coming out of her skin, just as I could sense her growing excitement. She wanted sex and she'd trade her blood for it, or better yet, I.