I shouldn't have pushed, wanting to call your Mom"I smiled at him, "That's okay, I know you mean well. So can I count on you not to try to contact Mom... or Dad?"Barry smiled back, "Sure, I promise. Can I have my eCom and radio back now?"I laughed, "Nice try, but not yet. Maybe later."I yawned and Barry commented, "Maybe we both should get some shuteye. It looks like you need some."I agreed and I went to my old room, feeling weird. Here I was a girl with wings, going into a boy's room, about to. My back still ached, but everything else went numb.All three of them took turns at pounding my ass.By the end of the first guy to cum in my ass, I was already face down and on my knees.I didn’t remember much after that, as the bourbon sent me on a drunken but horny trip.What I do remembered was, I was getting my ass-fucked and for the majority of the time I was sucking dick.Each time they finished filling my mouth with cum, I was given a mouthful of bourbon.I was still drunk when I woke up in. .SMACK, rub...SMACK. The action is building up a hot, tingling feeling in my skin, both painful and pleasurable at the same time.I test your ropework by trying to free my hands: I search for a weakness, but there is none. The knots are too tight to undo, and even if I could, the ends are tied two feet away to the bedpost. I'm completely stuck until you decide to free me, and that thought itself brings with it a shiver of delight.Kneeling on the end of the bed, you put both hands on my thighs. And that several of those men we already giving Mistress Angel and myself a good looking over."Are you sure this is a good idea, Mistress?" I shouted into my companion's ear.She nodded. "Sure is," she yelled back, "If you want to survive as a woman, this is the sort of place to learn." But I don't want to be a woman - I'm very happy being a man!" I called out but too late for she was already moving towards the bar. Glancing at the men still eyeing me up, I hurried after her and stayed close by.