" she said, her voice thick and throaty. She dropped her right hand from my head and closed it around the wrist of the hand I was finger-fucking her w...ith. She pulled up, forcing my fingers deep into her cunt, then pushed me out, then pulled up again in a slow rhythm. "Gonna come..." she said again, her voice more urgent this time.The angle was awkward, but by folding my thumb inward I could put a little nudging pressure on her clit. Kimberly made a wordless cry when I did this, a shudder. Screaming again.My own screaming.Noooooo!"Excuse me? Are you okay?"He awoke with a ugly, convulsive shudder. Pain cut across his body, as if he had been wrestling with himself in his seat. The hand on his shoulder drew back with rapt concern, and went to hail for assistance."No," he said with unintentional sharpness, voice still lost in the last moments of a panicked nightmare. "Uh... no, no I'm fine, you don't have to call anymore." Are you sure?" came the gentle reply. He raised his head to. ”“What? I don’t understand!”“Neither do I, Becky, neither do I. It just hit me on Friday that you, Jennifer, and Joyce all present three very different futures for me and I have no idea which one is the right one. Any of them could be. And the only way to know is to experience them and let things play out.”“But Jennifer will never allow that. You have to choose her or me. She made it clear.”“Didn’t you make it clear, too, Becky?”“Yeah, I guess I did. We talked about it. I made my. Some of the other friends we have done things together but nothing sexual. Goddess told me that we were going to host a party this Friday night and that her friends were coming over some with their slaves others without. She said you will do what ever I tell you to do or I will let your uptight family know what sort of a sissy you really are. I told her yes Mistress I will do what ever you say. She had pictures of me in drag and did not want my family to see me that way. That Friday came and we.