I am Slave Deb. Brian is my Master. Slave Deb must obeyMaster. Slave Deb lives to please Master. Master speaks and Slave Deb mustobey..."After thirty ...inutes he could still hear her droning on but it hadbecome much softer like some one talking in a whisper.Brian woke early the nextmorning, he showered and dressed for work then he went into the closet. Deb wasstill mumbling very softly "I am Slave Deb. Brian is my Master. Slave Debmust obey Master. Slave Deb lives to please Master. Master speaks. “Four,” Terrence counted. “Four what?” Howard asked. “Four times that brunette down there has looked up this way.” he said motioning his head down close to the field. We all looked but couldn't see who he was talking about. “You're going to have to be specific, there are a lot of brunettes,” I told him. Which was true, looking over the area, there were dark brown brunettes, to light brown. “The one on the right of the huge muscle dude,” he said pretending to look at the field. Then it happened. I pulled all the way out to my glans, then slammed back in! Each thrust brought a cry from Nancy's throat, though after a while, the nature of those cries changed from pain to lust!The nature of Karen's caresses on my butt changed, too! I felt a greasy finger slide deep into my ass and almost came right there! Thankfully, or not, even with the split saddle, I still lose a measure of sensation in my nether regions after sitting on the bike for a while. It was just enough to keep me from. Lisa was staring again and I felt fantastic.Christmas day and everyone is at moms house including Lisa. I was warring a conservative outfit. Longer red skirt, red blouse, red low heals a nice danty gold chain and earrings. My makeup was perfect and a light dusting of perfume. Mother approved but Lisa said I looked like a granny. Lol.For a lot of the family this was the first time they've seen me since my change. My brother was his usual asshole self until my aunt put him in his place. Lisa and.