Don’t forget that.” She pointed menacingly as if Ellen was the one that sentenced her.“You’re still claiming to be a victim of incest. Goodnig...ht, Miss Masters.” Ellen dismissed her charge’s japes and left without another word.15 YEARS AGO. Diana Masters hustled down the crowded strip of sidewalk; her short arms wrapped carefully around her precious cargo. The girl’s pink and yellow backpack swung back and forth as she turned the corner. Entering the schoolyard nearly a full hour before homeroom. “Okay, fine. You don’t have to answer that, it’s cool. What’s your name?”“I’m not really sure I want to answer that either ... I’m sorry, you seem nice and friendly but I’m not really interested.”“Interested? I’m just here enjoying my drink and making sure you’re not awkwardly sitting alone. That’s all.”“Are you sure, that’s all?”“No, I’m some crazed axe murderer looking for my next victim to chop into a million bits. While weeping about mommy issues.”We had both found a chuckle in that and it. As he reached around me with one hand he grabbed my cock with his other. I felt him slowly insert the nozzle into my ass and as he opened the valve flooding my insides with water he took me into his mouth. I was not sure which sensation was making me hotter, Him sucking my dick or my ass filling up until I could hold no more at which point he would have me expel the water out of me. As soon as my ass was empty he would replace the nozzle and fill me up again. and we continued that until we had. She had had them made specifically for me.Lucy then tied me into a matching corset which had suspenders which shetold me to tuck under my panties. I looked down at how feminine my waxedbody looked as the lack of bulge in my panties made my groin look feminineand my corset created breasts.Next I was shown how to roll a pair of fishnet stockings up my leg, how toattach them and how to adjust my suspender belt to stop the straps pingingoff."I can't believe this Lucy, I feel lost. I feel that.