'"Come back to the bar on Friday and bring something suitable to wear."Master Kurt ordered. My heart leapt, I would be his woman again. MasterKurt was...continuing. "If you don't come, we won't do anything. You're afree woman now."Woman? Yes, he had made me into a woman. His woman. I knew I'd keep ourdate on Friday.As I left, I was trying to decide what to wear on Friday. I'd have to getfashion advice from Susan.Part TwoOnce out in the street I realised that I was lost. I made a note ofMaster. A set man jabbered at the headmaster, who nodded, and announced that the team had arrived. She knew it was about to happen. Minutes passed, then the call of action and the clapperboard man snapped “take 2” as the coach/master appeared with a lad of about 17 summers in tow, announcing that “this girl is your prize, and you as captain, can strip her ready and use her first, then when you have done the rest can have a turn, and you can use her as hard as you personally wish Mike… enjoy” The lad. We ended up watching one of those American comedy movies with plenty of porn gags.One scene included a joke about anal and everyone laughed a little awkwardly, glancing around the room.Sarah, my sister, muttered, "As if girls actually like getting it in the ass!"We all giggled again. Suddenly all the scenes of gaping asses and anal creampies I'd seen on the Internet shot through my mind. I could feel my cock getting excited.Angela stared at my sister and nodded, but only half approvingly. Then. ’ ‘What sort of food is it? French?’ ‘Umm … sort of European fusion. Bit of this, bit of that. Whatever takes the chef’s fancy.’ ‘It’s quite nice around here, isn’t it,’ Suzanne said as they drove back up from the harbour. Daniel said that he quite liked it. ‘First time I’ve ever been here,’ Suzanne said. ‘I just hope the rain doesn’t get this far.’ Back at the flat, Daniel carried Suzanne’s bag into the bedroom. ‘Thank you,’ she said. And then, suddenly: ‘Oh, no!’ ‘What’s the matter?’ ‘I think.