I trembled and sighed, my heart beating faster and faster as these strange men touched my body.And Daddy watched, his arms folded, his eyes hungry. He...was there if I grew scared. If I wanted to blurt out my safe word—red light—and end the entire event. But I wouldn't. I would prove to him that I was his slave.The final Master to kiss me was the Black man, his hard dick rubbing into my stomach. His White slave girl, kneeling at his side, kissed and nuzzled at my hip, stroking my leg as her. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out.“Put..put the kettle on….Sid ” He gasped “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.”Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm.“Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and. I ended up mentally exhausted.To make matters worse for me Pam was no longer her usual bubbly, slutty self. I felt the joy drain from her. Our sexual escapades were no longer the lustful romps we had enjoyed previously.I contemplated going out for a night of fun without her, but as soon as the thought crossed my mind I felt guilty and that I was just cheapening myself.It took a real kick in the butt to make me realize what I would lose. Pam and I arrived at the club one evening and instead of. * * * * *PRESENT TIME>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>"So it was you Doctor Purnell who actually were the firstto force a change in me physically. I know you realize whatyou had done, because you are here now helping me oncemore. What I do not realize is why the strong intervention?Why I was so utterly changed at such a young age? I adaptedthen willingly after I realized I had no real choice. Mydesire as a child was to make people happy and not makethem mad or sad by anything I had done or failed.