A tingling sensation shot through my body. The gentle hands from before spread my legs a bit wider and suddenly my clit was exposed. The hot breath ma...e it shrink back under its hood. I quivered with anticipation. In one quick move the strong hands (which had to have been connected to strong arms) lifted my buttocks and separated the cheeks, and a hot, invasive tongue ran a slimy trail from the top of my crack to the tiny little bud of nerves connected to my center. I screamed. The mouth only. They where mostly written in the first personfrom the victims point of view and all had roughly the same plot- someman for what ever reason is kidnapped or tricked or otherwise forcedinto becoming a woman. He is then forced to have sex with men.Apparently there where a bunch of weirdoes out there, on the internet,in chat rooms and IRC, meeting in dark clubs, all night restaurants,fifth floor apartments, sub-divided suburban homes, b&b's in thecountry, a hotel in West Palm Beach or SOMEWHERE;. I had never done modeling like that and asked him what kind of poses he had in mind. Jim said they were vanilla type of soft porn that wouldn’t show any intimate details. I thought he wasn’t being completely truthful and pushed a little bit more. He finally blurted, “OK, total nudity but no crotch shots. We’d keep your front hidden but we’ll need topless close ups.” After some serious discussions between Joe and I and another conversation with Jim, we agreed to do it and set an appointment for. I feel Amber roll over too. I feel her hands grab my feet several times. We both are making muffing noises into the gags. I finally feel the keys at my fingertips. I let out a squeal. I hand them to Amber. She tries the keys. I hear what I think is her saying, oh shit into the gag. She hands me the keys. I feel them. They are the wrong keys. There is no handcuff key on the ring; they are nothing more then my car keys. I start to feel around to find another set. There are none to be found. I.