Simply put lady, you are our prisoner. You will be our sex slave until we tire of you. When we are tired of you we will bury you. If you want to stay ...live, you will see to it that we are pleased with you. You will do as you are told; no comment; no argument; no nothing. We have been watching you for weeks now, you are a beauty and we want you and now we have you and we are going to have such a good fucking time fucking you silly. Day in and day out you will be fucked and fucked in every and. I desperately wanted to taste his cum. I wanted to experience that wonderful feeling as hot cum hits the back of your throat. I reached up and squeezed his balls as my sucking brought him closer to orgasm. His cock seemed to get even larger and soon I knew the inevitable was about to happen. I clamped my lips tighter round the tip and sucked harder.Then it happened. Oh it was so wonderful as I felt spurt after spurt of hot cum hit the back of my throat. I carried on sucking, I wanted every last. Really? I asked. Oh shit, yes. She replied. I have been trying to tempt you into action since I saw you looking at me. Why do I think I leave those on the radiator when we have a clothes horse in the laundry room? I took another step and she reached out and removed the cotton wrapping from my twitching member. She gently closed her hand around my shaft and stroked lightly. I dropped to my knees and ran my hands over her thighs. The black leggings felt incredible. I kissed her thigh, and moved. I don't know if I said that right. What I mean is basically you're more girl than boy."She saw my expression and said, "Don't be mad. I think it's wonderful. Best of all, you like these clothes, don't you?" She touched my erection through the silk dress. "See? You do. Men sometimes lie, but this part of them never does," she grinned.She left her hand in place. "I bet you wish you really were a girl so you could wear dresses all the time. Don't you."I had never even considered such a thing, but.