" Yep." And, you want me to help you." Of course," I said. "What do I know about being a girl?" And, your parents are ok with this?" Totally ok. They'...re even calling me Rachel. That was the name they hadpicked out if I had been born a girl." Ok...ok. Just give me a minute to think this through." I swear I couldhear the gears turning in her head. "This is so cool! It'll be likeplaying dress-up again." She was starting to get revved up about it. "Waittill I tell the girls! They'll freak!" Hey!. Then to your joy he worships you further and licks your asshole as if it were a delicious rich toffee fudge. Thrilled with this, you take him in your ass again, feeling his kisses on your back and his warm breath and sweet nothings on your skin while his manly staff fills your body in the way only anal sex can fill you. You reach orgasm easily, because Mike has gotten inside your head as well as your asshole and pussy. This has been so hot for you.After eight more minutes of being filled from. Every woman held prisoner in the dungeons knew it was the first of the month when they started hearing the unrelenting screams travelling from cell to cell. And the horrid distinct smell of branded burned flesh.Now standing in front of prisoner #113, he held in his large right hand, a filthy fly covered bowl. Never cleaned out in all the years he had worked as a guard in the ‘cells’. In his other hand he held the steel branding tool he would soon use on this sweet enslaved woman.……A woman still. ” Her kicking subsided, mostly due to the hand on her neck, but also due in part to her curiosity about his motives. She laid still as he put the shorts back onto her, and helped her to her knees. He left the room and she still wondered about his motive. The motive was clear. Kyle left the room and shut the door. For a moment, he felt regret for the plan he had set in motion. But the things he’d noticed in the car provided an opportunity he would be a fool to pass.