She wouldn't need it and I wasn't sure why I packed it. It faintly smelled like her, though. Damn.Chris rolled into the driveway in his pickup truck a...round 10AM. He helped me throw my stuff into the truck and I hopped into the passenger side with hardly a word. We drove most of the way to NH in silence, alternately listening to music or the latest sports radio talk. The Red Sox had a forgettable year after much general success, so the wolves were circling the current manager. The Patriots were. ? Once that wasaccomplished, Mistress Sherry took me to a tattoo place, and had the words?Mistress Sherry?s Property? tattooed in large block letters right over mypenis.? Without hair growing there again,it would be obvious to all that saw me what my position was with Mistress Sherry? a possession, a sub, a toy, a slave, a servant, a maid, a girly boy, andnothing more.? It was too late to backout now, as the changes that were made to my body were now permanent, and wouldstay with me for the. She appeared to be ready to go to bed wearing a red satin robe that clung to her tits. Remembering that my dick was out made it spring back to life. I squirmed a bit noticing my aunt was looking at something. She had spied the magazine and reached for it. She pulled it from under the covers and it was still open at the underwear pics. She smiled and said 'I suppose you are growing up quick, no need to be shy, were you touching yourself looking at these pics?' 'No' I said, she looked at the. "Fuck, is it all the way in?" she asked."Hardly, about 6 inches," I laughed. "How does it feel." "I feel like I need to take a massive shit, but it feels good. Try fucking me a little now."I pulled out a little then pushed back in, noticing a little blood around my cock but feeling no resistance I lubed up the rest of my cock and started my downward journey again. I managed to get 8 inches into her before I felt something stop me. I continued to fuck her slowly building up speed until I was.