But the contact only made the anguished child cringe."Let me handle this. I've got some cold cream in my handbag." Ms. Cottins suddenly offered. Now a... third personality blossomed from the aging body of a fourth grade teacher. She hurried to the task and brought forth a jar that she quickly opened and dug several fingers into.Eric's bright red ass lay open like a gutted salmon. Tenderly, Barbara touched the least harmed corner of skin with cold cream. Eric flinched, but he started to come around. Being handcuffed for the first time in her life had a very different effect on her than she expected. When his hands went to her bottom and began to feel her buttocks she was breathing hard. When he spun her around and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her locked ones, she felt helpless and his kiss was very exciting. She parted her legs when he pulled her bottom to his crotch.Using his body, he frog walked her to the bed. Jenny was unprepared when he broke the kiss and stepped back. The coat exposes my knees, I feel a million pairs of male eyes boring into my exposed skin, and I imagine a million hard cocks behind the eyes. My pussy begins to run with wet excitement, I cover up again sipping my drink red with Humiliation. Master apparently ignoring my plight talking to the barman about football, the ordeal runs on for nearly an hour, wiser drinkers moving to sit in places they feel they will give them the best view of my body if my coat slips as I get up. They either know. Thatwasn't a daydream." And I see a pair of shoes in front of me, so I lookup and there's the guy with the sign, and he's smiling at me and Irealize that he's also the guy in my head trip while the machine was fucking me or feminizing me or whatever, and he says, "Hey, sweetie.You like being a wimmin?"So I go, "No, I fucking do not."And he laughs and says, "Yeah, every time you have an orgasm you'll getyour real brain back for a couple of hours, but that's okay. Next timeyou're in fucktoy mode.