He told me to get my clothes off and get on my knees right fucking now.I hurried the fuck up. My cock was hard before I was undressed. I was down on m...y knees fast begging.He put real jail shackles, a chain restraint belt, and a leash on me.He led me out of my house naked. He put me in back of his hatchback. The back seat was down and the whole back of the car was flat. He undid my hands from my waist belt and chained me spread eagle.There was a big window on the hatchback and the side windows. I could cum again, if only Seth would kiss me and tell me he loved me. Tell me he was going to take care of me. That's what I wanted, what I needed to hear and I was begging for it. Didn't he know I was willing to quit my husband for him? That I already had, as soon as I'd felt Seth's sperm filling my womb? I was trading my body for his affection, offering myself completely, but Seth didn't care. He'd had me already and was still inside me, like nothing I felt mattered. He was using me."I do. She looked tired, so I said that I would rub her nice feet. Anita was dressed in a business woman’s outfit, tight skirt and a silky blouse.My fingers worked my way from her feet to her thighs...then I noticed her skirt was not zipped all the way. Ana guessed my mind and she nodded her head, admitting she had allowed her Boss to have a quickie with her at his desk…I asked if her cunt was now full of his seed and she nodded again.She pulled down her skirt off her body and I noticed a wet stain in. I couldn't approach anyone for help. My family had disowned me when they came to know that I was a transexual. I had to depend on him and he made me do all this filthy stuff. None of the women in his household knew about this side of him or his father. I tried to approach them but they wouldn't believe whatever I said and shunned me away as I was a shemale. They hated me. I lived in a small room meant for servants in his desolate farm house. He always kept me locked and the room was completely.