"I nodded and smiled, moving forward to give my Master another deep passionate kiss as I reveled in his praise. "Is my pretty little toy hungry?" Yes ...aster, the Cunt is very hungry Master, for Master's cock of course," I said cheekily.He grinned and stroked my hair lovingly. "There will be plenty of time for that, first let's get you some real food." He poured some cold chicken broth into my dog bowl and gave me the order to get into the eat position. I lowered my tits to the floor and raised. ” “I’ve read books and seen films and videos and sometimes they make it look beautiful and at other times ugly, but it doesn’t help, you never really know.” “Of course it doesn’t help,” I said, “I think in some ways it only makes it worse. Looking at those sorts of things it a bit like eating chocolate with the paper still wrapped round it.” My little metaphor momentarily made us both smile, but then Craig went on, “Oh, Aunt Cindy, there are times I feel so…so…” I finished for him again.. My niece finally said something directly to me, snapping me out of my reverie. I looked up at her and saw her eyes and face. I cannot describe how she looked other than to say that she had an excitedly nervous look about her. Our eyes then met and held and I sensed a fear in her, not of me but of our situation. I responded to her question and then made a hasty retreat back into the house.Part 2When Susan and her family came over to our house it was always on a weekend when my wife was home.. It was something that haunted him,and certainly affected me.He knew of me as a youth in Court, and he asked that I be brought beforehim. When he saw me he wept. He told me that I was pretty, which isnot what a young man wants to hear. But my fate was sealed. I remindedhim of his wife. I was to become his creature. I was not onlycastrated but completely emasculated. Then I was prepared to be hisbride.My hair was longish, in the style of youths at that time. As a manentered commercial or.