She'd be getting breakfast at the kitchen counter and I would come down in just my shorts and slip my arms around her waist and my hands would go up t...o her breasts, squeezing them whilst saying "good morning gorgeous" and my penis would immediately (and obviously) spring to life.On the third day of me doing this, she unexpectedly turned around and dropped to her knees. She pulled down my shorts, opened her gorgeous lipsticked mouth and started to suck me! Needless to say, I exploded into her. He choosing my meal for me I have no say in anything that goes on now, I can only speak when spoken too and have no more control over my body or future.''Well thats us satisfied, how about you lads and lasses, like to touch the cum slut''''Don't all rush, lets get her in a better position''He drags me up off the seat by the lead and drags me over to the pool table, staggering as I go, my dress slipping open as we go. He turns me around and roughly pushes me across the table, opening my dress. My clit dripped precum and my pussy ring burned, but I wanted it. The pain felt good, it felt right. Slowly, thank God, he pushed into me, inch by inch in a pulsing pattern, pulling back every few pushes, only making it easier for him to go even deeper when he pushed back. I whimpered as I felt the last shred of my masculinity disappear. “Good girl, you like that faggot?”“Y-y-yes Daddy,” I said in a genuinely feminine tone. I couldn’t speak like a man, I couldn’t. My voice turned into that of a. . yeah.... Yeah, I’m alright....” she said cautiously. “What a freak... He almost—did it again. I’m so sorry I didn’t protect you earlier. Hold still. I’ll break you free...” I said in a soft voice. I backed away a bit, readying my aim on the metal chains on her body... SHING, SHING.... SHING! I summoned my flames away as the metal shattered. First the legs and then quickly the arms were freed then after a pause, the waist.... I then gasped as I instinctively ‘caught’ my girlfriend as.