“Transformed victims retain a keen intelligence and are known to be extremely manipulative in order to lure potential victims closer to them. Some h...ve been known to play on others’ pity, asking for help or emotional support such as a hug or kiss. Others have been known to convince their victims to willingly allow themselves to be infected.There are also reports of transformed victims laying ambushes for their prey, waiting for the uninfected to drop their guard before rushing at them in. Rather nonchalantly I said, “Your breasts are simply divine, god I’d like to tie them up.”Not unexpectedly Sheri responded with a “Whattttttttttttttttttt did I hear right?”.“Yes, I am into BDSM. Is this something you’re potentially interested in?”Sheri was lost for words, “Ummmmm No…. I mean perhaps yes……….. I’ve never really tried…. Ummmmm.. Ummmm… I don’t really know what to say.”I didn’t push things, but did explain that I usually met women on line so that a liking of BDSM was already. He now tit fucked me and all this process took 3 hours in all. We went to bathroom and took bath. We both cleaned each other and now after nearly 24 hours I was wearing my clothes back. It was such a great fun that I cant explain in words. I am totally shameless now in front of my BF and he too was enjoying the same. I wore my bra and top but on seeing my panty I decided to move without it because it was in a very bad shape. He offered me his mom’s panty but I refused because I won’t be able to. I let him control me as he had me go back and forth. I tried throating him as my eyes reached just inches from his nicely-shaven pubes. After a couple minutes of giving him a blowjob, Mr. P pulled my mouth of his cock. His eyes, which were glazed over during the BJ, came back into focus. He gave me a nasty smile. “Go back and bend over.” I nodded and quickly assumed the position. I looked back to see what he was doing. Mr. P was fully naked now and reached into his desk drawer. He pulled out.