Just wondered when I should come round.” She looked briefly at the television, as though she might see the Kristal’s picture appear, then across t...o the door, and over to the window. “Sure, it’s ready?” she said quietly. “OK, how about just before midday? Fine, see you soon”.Lauren replaced the receiver and stared at it, replaying every word of the conversation, analysing the innuendo and inflections for signs of hidden meaning. There were none. She climbed the stairs, and shut the bedroom door. I ran my tongue slowly up the underside of his shaft, enjoying the taste of his pre cum. As I did this I looked up into his eyes. "So you want to fuck my daughter?" I ran my tongue around the head of his cock. Tom moaned a yes. "You want to fuck my daughter in front of me? Are you going to fuck her good? I want to see you fuck Tiffany really good. I want you to make my daughter moan and scream with pleasure." Tom responded, "I will fuck your daughter real good! Yeah I want to fuck her right in. So Madam had set them both up withvery strong inspirational motives to improve and become perfect sissies.Along with that factor came the habit factor. Good or bad habits areformed from repetition. Repetition is enhanced with a strong motivewhich we have already seen was a vital aspect of the training regimen. Madam Rebecca's understanding of the male mind made their fate a surething the moment they were introduced to her and her magic was at workfor all to see and impossible to stop.The room. Then she did the most amazing thing, she opened her mouth and said, "I'll suck you off if you do the dishes for me."In that moment I realized that she didn't love me, and that maybe she never actually had. Maybe from the very beginning she was been using me, and sex was the tool she implemented to manipulate me. If that was so, then I doubted that she was ever innocent of cheating on me, in fact, she could have been cheating on me from the day that we started dating for all I knew. My muscles.