She looked like a photo I had seen years prior in an old “girly” magazine. She asked me to stand and I did. I was still a little sweaty but she dr...ew close to me and licked the sweat off my shoulder. She purred in a low voice that “She loved a sweaty working man”. As she licked the sweat she roughly kissed and bit my shoulder and undid my belt and fly to my blue jeans. They were loose and fell to the floor. She kept up her kissing and made her way to my mouth. She looked at me in the eyes, and. "Aren't they?" Lana asked rhetorically, rubbing Lisa's smooth back with both hands, also enjoying the movement of her new found convert's tentacles bumping against her skin along her own, "they're just temporary to make sure your controlled, I think. It wants you to come to it for proper...education." Where? What is it?" Lisa asked in blissful shivers, smiling while staring at her new found lover's face.Lana bit her lower lip, smiling mischievously, "Come with me tonight...and I'll lead you to. Until I knew what was reallygoing on, it was probably better not to incur the wrath of the twowomen. I left little Henry to ache in his prison.I examined the pile of clothes Mother had left me.To my horror I found a pair of what I would describe as a pair of girl'sgym knickers in a pale pink silky material, a matching pink bra withvery small cups and a short almost transparent pink gown which wouldonly close at the front with a tie and which would barely cover thoseghastly gym knickers. Last of. “Get on the bed, kajira” and I do so. I watch you undress hardly able to control my excitement at seeing you disrobe in front of me. I can feel my juices running down my pussy and soaking the bed beneath me. You walk over and grab me, lying down on the bed holding me. I am trembling, crying. You hold me, shushing me, soothing me like a child. I’ve missed you so much. I cannot control my hunger any longer and begin kissing you, hoping you don’t mind. You don’t, you.