I hauled myself out onto the side of the pool and headed for the sauna – a quick bake, shower and home to bed I told myself. Like the pool, the saun...a, steam room and spa pool appeared to be deserted. I opened the sauna door and stretched out on the wooden bench savouring the intense heat, feeling the tiny prickles of sweat beginning all over my body. I closed my eyes briefly, and when I opened them again, I saw there was a girl in the spa pool. The door between us was tinted, the kind of. Becky and I had been together since high school and we were totally in love and had a great marriage. I had to trust that I could tell her the truth. And with her newfound sexuality, she might really like the truth! "To be honest, honey, any story I can picture you in," I admitted. "Oh come on, you're just saying that!" she replied, kind of bashfully. "No, I'm serious. As long as I can picture you in the story, it gets me turned on," I explained. "Some stories I like are pretty raunchy. You. "I don't feel so good..." said Abigail as her face look distorted,seemingly in pain.Then suddenly she groaned and a very load sound was produced. I tooknotes as to what was happening to her during the process. I started tonotice that her face is starting to distort itself- her facial bonesmoving, shifting to look like Chris'. Her once soft features are beingtransformed slowly and this appears to be a painful process as she kepton convulsing in pain.Her once blue and cat-like eyes transformed. As Darrell put the collar on he explained, "This is a nice little something I borrowed from Lynn. You remember her don’t you?" Karen shivered from the thought of her ordeal with Mistress Lynn and Darrell's parents. Darrel continued after he noticed the shiver, "I thought so. Now this little collar is one of the tools she uses on her slaves in training. It has several things built into that little box on the collar. First, it has a very small camera that will be sending video of everything.