As I place my glasses to my head, it all becomes so desperately clear. A mirror image, it is my own face, my own sunken eye sockets, my cheekbones poi...nted and noticed. I have become so thin. What would she think of me, this shell I have become. Where is my shirt? My breasts almost nothing, flaps of skin against shiny ribs. Subsisting on coffee, cigarettes, an occasional carrot stick. I don’t want to eat, such an empty table. A place setting for one, the chair across from me stagnant. Is that. " She released the chain linking the collar to the spreader bar and tossed it aside.He groaned as his stiff limbs stretched, and she used a padlock to fasten the spreaderbar to the table. She went to her equipment rack and removed a heavy riding crop. She slashed it across his backside, using all of her strength. A livid red stripebegan to well up on his pale skin and he jerked against his bonds, yelling out in pain.He began to plead some more and she smiled, knowing the camera was. He grins from ear to ear.But as I hesitate, staring at my former self, Chris/Janet adds, "After allthose months you spent in the Clinic, Krissy, your desire to be a woman --not to mention the way you carried on with the guards! --any suddenaversion to Male Intimacy would be definite sign of severe mentaldisturbance... calling for radical treatment! Do you understand?"My limbs go weak as Janet/Rod draws me to my high-heeled feet and pulls mydefenseless, feminized body close. I feel the strong,. He never drank during the week because he operated heavy construction equipment. However, he made up for it on weekends. He would fuck her with six to ten beer bottles a day and then drink them as we had.When her daughter was f******n and experimenting with her sexuality Abigail and her had become lovers. One day her husband caught them and got pissed because he had been trying for months to fuck his own daughter and she wouldn’t let him. Soon after that he was gone and out of her life. The.