Without even thinking, I said 'lets go upstairs. I need to shower.' Every girl I had ever gone down on had always insisted on having showered recently... especially if analingus was potentially going to be involved. I now understood why. To be completely liberated, I had to KNOW that I was clean. He watched me shower, and wash myself thoroughly. Afterwards, I dried, and leaned against the well lit bathroom counter and spread my legs. 'Do you want this?' I said, my voice shaking... Josh did. He pushes harder once he gets to the back of her throat and she panics suddenly when he forces it down. She gags and convulses and beats against his legs to no avail. He holds her head still as he feels her throat give way and her twitching massages his cock. Her throat bulges with the intrusion and her eyes widen as her air is cut off entirely. Her face brightens pink, then bright red, and just as it threatens to turn purple he releases and the color slowly washes from her face as she gasps. We wouldn't have it any other way. Would we darling?" I asked Emma, who just gave me a smile."Well it seems that I'm gonna be a minority... Or will it be a majority? Let's just say less in demand from now on." Hum," I heard Elizabeth mumble, "I wonder if..." I think this calls for a toast. Darling would you get the glasses while I fetch a bottle of Champaign, or two," I asked Elizabeth.Elizabeth followed me to the kitchen and, while I went down to the cellar and got a couple of Moëët. Alicia Peterson. I hate that nameso much. Mistress Donna was there when I was 12 and she, on my sistersrequest were turning me into a girl. They had decided that and when Ifought her, they hired Mistress Donna to take care of me. She asked for agirls name to call me and Katherine suggested Alicia. She liked it andthat was the end of the discussion."A new player entered this twisted story. He asked Allen, "Mistress Donna?Who is she?"Allen shivered as he recalled memories. "Mistress Donna was a.