She caught me looking. I denied it. She smirked.Mid-range steakhouse. Neither of us was dressed in evening wear, but in this establishment we fit in q...uite well.We managed a decent conversation, too, about what she did for a living versus what I did, as Topic One, then onward towards food, which morphed into childhood, adolescence, then adult life.She watched. Noticed, observed life. "You hold your fork in your left hand when you're eating your steak." I know. You're not the first one to call me. Getting up from the futon, I explored my surroundings, the bathroom waswell stocked and luxurious enough, a sunken bath, even a shower stall.Still, none of this made sense, why would anyone abduct me and bring mehere, wherever here was. Turning towards the only window, I walked towardsit and looked out at the bay outside the window. I could be anywhere, inany of the islands.The sound of a key turning in the door to my room caught my attention and Iturned as it was opened up. Two well built. I knew what to do. I pulled back the skin of his smallish dick and took it in. It was still somewhat floppy, even though I had been stroking it for several minutes and it smelt terrible. He began calling me names and degrading me as I pleased him. He called me a faggot and a queer. When he couldn’t get hard, he took it out and slapped it on my face, smearing my own saliva all over. Then he did something to remind me of my place. With his hand still on my head, he turned around and shoved my. I wondered if the real Haileywas this good looking.August 23I got dress in a skirt and a top as usual, I had not worn pants orshorts since I have been transformed, nor are there any in my wardrobe.When I get done with breakfast my "mom" tell me we are going to gosomeplace to get me over my fears. I turn white and I could feel myheart beating. I knew what she had in mind. She was going to take mesomeplace where I was to be fucked until I couldn't take any more.I ran from the kitchen to my.