The bath helps. It's here, in this cheaphotel that I feel that I am born again. From a cock-crazed slutback to an almost innocent teen girl.I open m...y eyes and look at the water and bubbles, just above thewaterline. My hair floats just underneath the bubbles, changingtheir color to a blood red. I rinse off and dress myself inplain black clothes. Now it's time to wake John.3 AM"All right, already! I'm awake."I'm used to it. Hell, after sex when I used to be a man, I justwanted to sleep. . Not like in the pornos. It wasn’t about ownership. If anything, I wanted Amy to take ownership of my spunk. I wanted her to be in charge… and she had been – her wanking hand had extracted it, and her eyes had shone like sunlight catching wet pebbles as she lay with her mouth open, my twitching cock resting on her lower lip as my white goo leaked onto her tongue.Just as it had done in my dreams.Amy hadn’t dumped me in my dreams, of course.And she hadn’t swallowed so quickly that I’d barely had. She kissed him; allowing her lips to linger and taste both her and her lover’s juices. “Frank gets his reward for being such a good cuckold,” she told him. “W . . . what reward is that?” Kate guided him to the edge of bed and made him lie down. “Frank receives the personal thanks of his Cuckoldress,” she told him as she gripped his erection and began to move her hand up down. John groaned “That’s it my sweet cuckold,” she said softly, “Lie back and think of that big thick cock that was. "I put the sodas back into the fridge as I feel my dress being raised to my waist, loving the soft silky feel of it against my body, thanking you again for such a perfect purchase.I am not expecting the loud smacking sound on my ass, or the stinging burning heat searing a path straight to my pussy."Shush baby girl, I didn't give you permission to talk either, another outburst like that and I am going to have to stuff your mouth full of my thick hard cock."I feel you grab my ass cheeks, begin.