And, possibly with the exception of Kevin, none more so than Ben. Unlike Kevin who was aware of my true gender before becoming sexually involved with ...me, Ben had been mislead. He was simply a man who went on a double date and found himself crossing a very ambiguous line, a line he was not even aware existed at the time. His subsequent anger and confusion were understandable. As was his desire to fuck me forcibly in the shed with Kevin. It was his desire to take control of what he felt had been. ”“I understand.”“Huh ... So selfish ... Yeah, it is, and why would she ever want to be with someone like that? It’s literally the opposite of everything she believes ... Of who she is...”I took a clearing breath, swishing aside the endless unknowns. They weren’t worth the energy anymore, to be honest. I turned to Clara.“Can I help you make lunch?” I asked.“Of course. Are you okay, though?”I nodded. “I have a lot to think about, so I’m sorry if I’m a bit out of it. But I’m actually feeling alive. It went on andon. It was obvious that Marcia was so caught up in ... the femaleexperience ... that she was oblivious to the thrashing and thefirecracker chain of spasms of her female partner beneath her.The big male's penis sank to the hilt in the tender, virgin openingof the recently virgin little shemale. Marcia felt the hairiness ofthe man's swollen balls against her and sensed the explosive dynamiteof the man's shaft. The swollen sausage stuffed her so thoroughly andcompletely that every. "My purpose is to please my master. Hi pleasure is my pleasure. His desire is my command." Cindy said, her voice dripping with sensual undertones. "As to what you should do it is up to you master."Up to him. That was what Cindy said. But what did he want. He thought over his list of desires. Beautiful women. Power. Everything he could want. He should also get some needed help if he was going to have more than one slave and power that he desired. Medical support. Legal support. Some connections.