I can tell you now, hopefullywithout revealing too much ahead of time, that I didn't see my male bodyagain until five full years later, at the age of ...nineteen. I had not thoughtof my former life then for some years; any hope of reclaiming my lostidentity was crushed, however - the possessor of my old body, when hepurchased me and added me to his harem, made it clear that - well, that willcome later. That first night I still harbored hope that I could escape thisabject fate.The slave-warden that. Marilyn decided on a button front long denim skirt and a peasant top. She wore some high heeled sandals to look classy, but she kept laughing about how we would end up staying the day at the reunion. She was up to something, but I had no idea what.The one thing I wanted to do was to take my new toy. I had been over to Tusk Cycles a few months ago when one of his customers drove up in a Mercedes Benz 380 SL, a new one, and I saw it through his front window. Memories came flooding back of the. You were all excited and dressed up like it was a really big deal. I do not intend to talk bad about your dad, but in my experience a father that cares would have been putting me through 20 questions. Is there a problem? Do you need an out? Is that why you want to work for me?”“He didn’t act like he cared, because he doesn’t. He is my step father. My asshole brother is a step brother, and he is a lech in the worst way. I didn’t want to bring it up, even though I agreed to the whole honesty. His tongue squelched and sloshed as he drilled it into her bowels time and time again. Her wrinkled rim nipped and sucked onto his invading tongue, trying to draw it further into her shitpipe. As he ate out her scrumptious, sucking asshole, he undid his pants. Melissa came up and helped him undo his pants and shove it down to expose John’s 8 inch cock to the gaze of over 30 complete strangers, a crowd that seemed to be growing as people from the platforms had started gathering inside the diner.