At this point he started shoving his hand in my ass, stretching my ass even further untill he was fist fucking me , gently at first, rougher and rough...er as he went along.The guy I was sucking asked if I had any desires.. I said I would love to be double fucked by them.. which they proceeded doing with glee.. I can tell you, that was the most filled I have ever felt myself being.. I'm sure if I had been fisted afterward the sides wouldn't have touched his arm!It was painful, and I moaned loud,. She would tell me all day long her pussy is soaked she just cant stop thinking about it.. She loved fantasize about the other men fucking her so hard.. Finally Friday morning rolled around and she woke up and started ridding me telling me theres no stopping her tonight, I smiled and laughed. We got off real quick and jumped in the shower. While we ate breakfast we were discussing the day. She told me her first dance was at 8:00 pm and told me to be there at 7:30. She said she was working till. Finally, he parked in a dark alley, and throwing her limp form over his shoulder, entered what looked like the back of an abandoned warehouse. They took a freight elevator up several floors, and he carried her down a hall into a large loft that had been remodeled into a studio appartment.The drug was wearing off, but she nearly passed out again when he used a cloth soaked in ether to clean the glue from the tape off her face. He laughed as she staggered towards the door when he ordered her to. My skin softened, my body hair grew lighter and my voice went up an octave to a girlish soprano. Then came the piercings. My ears for big, dangling earrings. And my nipples for large chrome hoops. My hair had been growing and when it reached shoulder length, I had it dyed blonde, cause Master John prefers blondes. Collagen treatments pumped up my lips to what Master John refers to as "cocksucker lips". I continued to love my new found femininity and submissiveness and would rarely object.