..no chain. That is my cue. Before you can register that the fake smile has slid off my face, the palm of my hand slams into the door driving the edge...of it into your forehead. You stagger back, blood trickling down your face. It turns me on. I step close before you can cry out and drive my fist into your stomach to knock the wind out of you. As you double over I grab a handful of your hair in my left hand and turn and close the door with my right. The movement brings you across in front of me. The one thing I was truly grateful forwas Max. Without him, I would have never survived slave indoctrinationtraining intact.'They're gone,' said Max.'I need to take this damn eunuch dress off.''Don't,' said Max hurriedly. 'Its effect on your skin is part of theprocess.''Part of the process? Part of what process?''Eunuch transformation,' said Max.'Eunuch transformation?' I paused, puzzled by the answer. 'I think that haspretty much been done, Max.''The Count likes female looking eunuchs. While. We had said we would try to stay true, but life moves on. I approached my door and slipped the key into the lock. I opened the door and walked in and felt it – quiet. Everything looked like I had left it, or as I remembered that I had left it. The air seemed still and I took a quick look and called out to Nikki – no answer. I guess she wasn’t going to be here to greet me after all. I breathed out a deep sigh and threw my bag onto the couch. I walked into the kitchen and, out of habit, opened. Mistress knew Amanda would work wonderson you."I felt embarrassed and proud at the same time and blushed once again. Helaughed outloud."Oh you like the comment. You are a real girl. All girls likecompliments."He finally took me home, caressing my leg all the way back to Mistresshouse. I wanted to get away from him but their was no way of escape.When we entered I immediately heard moans and screams all over thehouse. We stood in the hallway and after a moment or two John started tosmile."Oh God,.