I wasn't badly hurt. Other thana couple welts from the crops and whips I didn't have any permanentmarks. If I had trusted them I probably wouldn't h...ave felt the panic.But I don't trust them. With trust I would have felt the freedom tosubmit and would have even enjoyed the exquisite pain that the crop hadproduced. Is that what they wanted me to learn? The next week I was still in demand but most of my customers who couldafford me had already had me once. There were more lap dances. She handed over the mote of light. Tara could see it now closely. It wasa tiny glowing double-helix of DNA."And... the Cup?" Tara asked."The Chalice... is the prize, should you succeed," the Majorette said."Succeed at what?"The question went unanswered. The Majorette was now luminous, andtransparent. She looked relieved to have completed some duty."Can you send a message for me?" the now-ethereal voice asked."Umm... sure..." Tara stammered.The Majorette gestured to the woman that was far off,. ‘Oh, God… I’m gonna cum!’ Curtis yelled. ‘Yeah do it boy, shoot it in my ass! Own my fucking ass!’ Mr. Rogen shouted. Curtis stopped pounding and felt his dick shoot one of the biggest loads he ever shot inside someone. So big that he’s knees went weak and his head felt light. Mr. Rogen milked the cock in his ass making sure his ass got what it hungered for. Curtis still held onto him tight, not wanting to leave one of the best asses he’d ever fucked. Mr. Rogen stood up and the boys dick. I had what I really NEEDEDto fit into my new life, at least as far as knowledge went, but I hadgotten older... I had lost some of my youth and freedom. I didn't knowwhat to do. The marriage that I'd inherited along with my new bodysuffered badly and we were soon on the verge of divorce. Finally, I decided to try adapting... to make the best of what Ihad. It wasn't easy, but it was better than the alternative, namely...going insane. I worked hard to get back in good with my new family...and just.