One item on the list was new panties. Guy's cock needed a larger gusset in which to be contained; but they could still be very sexy. And he needed his...own bra's too.But when Margo wanted to be welcomed back from the office by "Gill" in a maids uniform it seemed a bit extreme to Guy; at first.Margo though used a stick and carrot approach for Guy's gradual conversion. She found that with her subtle use of the cock-ring during sex sessions she could bend "Gill" to her ways of behaviour.And when. He took out the rope, seeing her eyes staring at it, then up to his eyes. “Put your wrists together.”“Are you going to tie me up?” It was a stupid question, the answer obvious, but she wanted to hear him say it, her pussy growing soaked by the thought of being bound and sexually taken as if it were against her will.“Yes, I’m going to tie you up and then strip you naked. Here in the living room. Then I am going to do whatever I want of you and you will not be able to stop me.” His cock was. "You know what I mean."Sarah had no idea where he was going with this. "So what are you saying, you have to save people a lot to be special?"Jeff shook his head. "No, I'm saying people are defined by their actions." He paused, trying to collect his thoughts. "Sarah, do you believe in redemption?" Sure, don't you?" I don't know. I'm thirty and barely have anything to show for it. I haven't done any of the things I wanted to when I was growing up. Now I'm so up to my ears in bills that I'm just. Hey, I may be a born loser, but I am not stupid. I've got the IQ to prove it too. I'm going to be here when the damn Swarm show up and they'll probably go, "HEY, there's a nice fat one, lets eat him first."I know I'm fat, my mom always said big boned, but it means the same thing. I'm overweight, obese, a fatty. Hey, I was 200lbs on my 13th birthday. How's that strike you? Yeah, I know what you're thinking, damn look at that fat ass. Well, you'd be right. Who's going to want to pick a 14 year.