I give no explanations or justification for what mylife has become. My journals relate what was done to me over ten weeks of mytraining as a slave to ...Sir, my master. I was instructed to keep a hand writtenrecord of my training and to include the feelings and emotions that my ordealsaroused in me. I hated writing about what I was enduring at first but as theweeks passed my time with pen and paper became a solace to me. Recently, I decided to publish my journals. I am not a writer and when Iset. Hedrove to the park and pulled car up by the lake."Janet, I joined the Army today." You what! What about me...us?" It's only four years honey, and by the time I'm back you'll be awoman and we can...get married." Married! Kenny! It's such a long time away!"He pulled me to him and I surrendered to him. I was still a male andhe was talking about getting married! His hand found my leg and beganto stroke me, slowly, gently, he had let his hand find my panties. Ireached out and felt him, hard against. She was dragging the lawnmower back to the shed by the treeline that marked the back of her property.“Oh, I see what you mean.” Jen said with glassy eyes. “But let’s go out the back door so they don’t see you on the street.”Nut liked that idea. His lip hummed as Jen cocked an ear downstairs. Maura and Krysten had Adam in hand. Excellent. Nut was excited and he rubbed his cock all over Jen’s belly. She ran to the back of the house and tiptoed outside in sock feet. Later, she would regret not. Think about that, are you ready to do my biding? For now I need to see which of your muscles are strong and which need work. Now stand up straight, spread your feet about 18 inches apart and lock your hands behind your neck. Just relax, don't be upset by my probing. It is quiet necessary. Relax, you may even enjoy it."Carol obeyed without hesitation and found her obedience exciting. She was something to behold as she stood there. Her breasts were lifted high and they swayed nicely from side to.