"STAND... UP!" she barks pulling on me. My tears are flowing freely and Ibegin to openly cry. She's pulling harder now. I reach beneath the bed andgra...b the bed frame with my other hand. "Damnit," she yells, "What are youhiding under there?" "No, mommy, no!" I cry, but she won't relent. My ten-year-old body is nomatch for her strength. She drags me out from under the bed exposing myfeet, which are encased in her high heels. I'm wearing knee high stockingswith her black strappy sandals. I feel my. In case you have forgotten let me remind you!” She bent down, prying my legs open. “Do you remember that little trip we took to the tattoo parlor the first week you joined my house? Where I had my initials inscribed to the inside of your left thigh?” She sure did. I remember it hurting like hell, the artist having his face close to my crotch, using one forearm to keep my legs from shutting tight on him. During the struggle his elbow split my crack like a big dick, massaging my clit,. I'm small, and I'meffeminate. I admit that I'm a sissy. I'm just not very good at it.I know, I know. You have read the stories of the sissies who take to itlike oxygen. They cook, and it is as if Gordon Ramsay has visited theirkitchen. They make elaborate meals, complete with sauces and dessertsand baked breads. Me? I make a pizza. Sometimes, I don't even burn it.They clean, and it is as if they have turned into June Cleave. There areno smudges, no deposits. They never miss a spot. They are on. Seconds later she felt one cock pushing into her pussy and one into her ass, followed soon after by a second cock that stretched each orifice to its max. With so much cock inside of her, the slut in Hayden came out and she started swiveling her hips to get as much pleasure out of the experience as possible. The ringleader pointed his cock at her face and ordered her to suck him off. “You said you were a famous actress, which means you should be good at giving head. Don’t disappoint me.” Hayden.