In all things non-sexual, though, they should have an equal voice and they should be able to withdraw their consent to be ‘owned’ and used wheneve...r they decide to do so. This isn’t chattel slavery. It isn’t legally binding and we’re not going to rape anyone,” I noted.“Sweet deal for me, though, I don’t see myself ending my service to you anytime soon, Master,” Neha assured me with a nibble to my ears.“Yes, and I want to thoroughly offer myself to you as your slave in the same way as Neha,. He saw that all I wore under them was my boxers and a tee shirt. I startedto explain but he shushed me."Calm down Pete. Do you think you are the first boy to try on girlsclothes? I used to do it myself." Do you mean it?" I asked half sobbing."Sure I do. I haven't done it in a few years but I was pretty good. I hadsome of my own clothes and I made a pretty good looking girl. All you needis clothes your size and someone to help you." Did mom help you?" No. she never knew." I was back in my own. Then with a sigh she sank down, engulfing me in her dark wet heat, its walls softer than finest silk. Leaning forward to caress me with her heavenly globes, she kissed me on my throat and chin, and then on my lips, probing deep into my mouth with her tongue. Oh, my friends, I have no words to describe the bliss that stole over me as she rode me as one would a stallion, spurring me on to heights of ecstasy. Such piercing and exquisite sensations filled my whole body that a deep rapture drove all. There is an eerie calm inside you, the end is near, but the pain still resounds through your body as your whole world is brutalized by its own forces. It feels like your own body is destroying itself in time with the tornadoes. You're left feeling weak, your mind is numb while racked with pain, your heart feels as though its ready to rip through your chest as you stand watching the erratic, though systematic destruction of everything you care about, and the feeling that you caused it. There's.