It went smoothly, flawlessly, a textbook example of what operations should look like.The Special Agent had, with unspoken words, made it clear that we... weren’t there to capture criminals. Our only priority was to rescue as many of the girls as we could. Any resistance – any effort to slow us down from achieving that objective - was to be eliminated immediately.We waited in two unmarked panel vans. We relaxed as best we could in the heat and confinement – I pulled the velcro-backed patch from a. My legs and armpits were so very smooth &feminine that I squeaked with girlish joy. I put on a plain white bathrobe & set about doing my make up. first the foundation, which wasfollowed by a light blue eyeshadow, then came a bit of blusher and somepink lipstick that was designed to puff my lips out to give me a veryseductive girlish pout. I took my time in painting my nails and toenailsin a delicate pink which made them look really rather sexy, but utterlyfeminine. For jewellery I wore some. She gave away a loud moan and started caressing my hair at the same time, she was waving her head from left to right and moaning loudly and also pleading me to fuck her hard. I was licking her swollen pussy lips and then moved towards her clit as soon as my tongue touched her clit, she squirted her juices immediately. She had her first orgasm. Yogita aunty pressed her both legs together and my head was stuck firmly between her legs and she was jerking up and down to give me more access to her. “Yes sir” I replied meekly, “I love being whipped and tortured savagely, by men and women, I love being ****d brutally, I suck cock and swallow sperm, I swallow piss as well but I don’t have a Master or Mistress at the moment”“So if we understand” Peter said, “You don’t have many limits boy”“No sir, the only limit I have is s**t, I won’t swallow shit but I will rub it over my body if my Master demands it of me” I replied.“Don’t worry” Alan laughed, “We’re not into s**t either” Peter took me by.