She clicked efficiently with her heels, towered, took up space, pursed her red-black lips and narrowed perfectly lined and mascara’d eyes, crossed l...ong, stockinged legs. She looked femme, of course. She had to be straight, as the show billed ‘straight help’ for that pesky ‘butch lesbian’. But she was too tough. She was what Dez would have called an honorary dyke. ‘It’s not about what you want,’ She had cooed in a way that was neither endearing nor soothing. ‘The whole point of a change is that. "You going to admit that you're my little slut?" "Fuck...you" I could see that she loved how I spoke to her though. She bit her lip every time I called her a slut. I continued fucking her warm wet pussy and put my mouth next to her ear so that she could hear what I said as clearly as possible as I whispered "I own you, I can use your body how I please. You are my little slut. My whore. My bitch. You serve me, and I will get you to do what I want." She turned her head to look at me. Pure sexual. " Eternally." Eternally." Amen." Amen."Anne made the sign of the cross and muttered some strange words that I couldn't understand. Suddenly the whole world began to spin. I didn't know what hit me and I blacked out.Did you ever wake up in the middle of the night from a fever or illness and felt that everything about you was wrong? Waking up was kind of like that. Everything felt sore and wrong and out of place. It took me a second to realize that I was still in Anne's room on the ward as my. By this time, Ted had broken our kiss and was standing over me massaging his dick in front of my face while Dan continued to lick.After another four or five orgasms, Ted motioned for Dan to kneel on the sofa on the other side of me; Ted on my left and Dan on my right. As I lay there smiling, these two men positioned their hard dicks on either side of my face. If I looked to my left I had Ted’s in my face, and to my right I had Dan’s extra thick cock. The men moved a little closer and I took.