This is one of the main reasons that I am in this position now, living the way that I do. I could never have been considered a real man. Feeling humil...ated about it from my early teen years cemented my submissive nature.I shower quickly and step out smelling lightly like lilac and plums from the body wash Mistress insists I use. I then go about my duties of getting ready for my Mistress and the day ahead. Apply the small amount of makeup, comb my hair fifty times and rub lotion all over my body. So the workers are seasonal too. We usually attract a lot of college kids, and some locals. Most of the permanent staff lives on the main ranch. And they are almost all related somehow."Finally, we came to a second security gate with the same style security building in the center of the road. Another heavily outfitted motor home was parked to the side. This one was decorated, like the other one, with a whole bunch of antennas. This time, Anna had to show her identification and a phone call was. I know I might get lucky and hit someone but I'm mostly hoping to slow them up some. I fire four times and hear one yell (yeah I did get lucky). I flip the rifle upside down, grab six more rounds and start reloading.When I'm close enough to the sleeping guards I begin to yell. One of them wakes up and demands, "Why in the hell are you making so much noise."I stutter, "S-S-Santa Ana's army is here."He blinks his eyes and yells, "What the fuck are you..."He never finishes because I think he sees. However, watching Wendy now he felt completely different. She looked just as shy and innocent as the day they met, but she could not help moaning in pleasure because of him.It was an obvious conclusion to come to; a girl getting fucked on video was a slut while a girl having sex with someone she knew was just cute. He still felt like he had to verbalize it. Having real sex was so much better than masturbating to porn and it was all because of her. He wanted to tell her he loved her or at least.