. To keep my mouth shut he started kissing me again.. n kept squeezing my nipple, it was painful and hot at the same time. I was really wet down there...... N very Hungry for cock.He held my top with both his and lifted it upto my neck, i was exposed as i wasn't wearing any bra. He was pressing both my boobs and sucking them alternatively. I felt a hand on my mouth, It was rough and bigger than my boyfriend's hand. I opened my eyes and saw two men standing there, one with a knife in is other hand,. “Please,” I begged.He ignored my plea. I felt his warm hands grip my ass creating a wonderful blend of stinging and pleasure. “So you liked what you saw?” He asked as he continued to rub my ass. It was too distracting and I found I couldn’t answer him.“Well?” He slapped my ass again. “Answer me!”The sharp sting seemed to clear my mind. “Yes,” I whispered.“And you felt you just had to try it out?”His hands were playing havoc with my senses. My mind was fogging up again. The words just seemed to. He methodically started to cut each section one after another with his scissors and a metal comb until eventually the shape of a dark wet brown helmet started to appear in the mirror in front of me. It felt nice. I could feel him cutting it quite short in the back which was alarming as it had taken me months to grow it out long.Then he brought over a trolley, which was filled with curlers and perm rods which always give me a thrill. Now I was really being feminised properly. Starting from my. ” she said. “Would you be a dear and toss the sheets in the wash before you head out?” Then she swayed out of the room and down to her car.I rolled away from the wet spot and stripped the sheets. I ran them down to the laundry and, on my way back I beat on each of the kids doors. I was rewarded with a yell of acknowledgment from my son and a grumpy moan from my daughter. Rose was not a morning person so I went and beat on her door one more time and yelled at her to get up. I ran up to my.