I followed the walk way around to the side of the house and called out. “Hello. Is anyone home?” Still nothing. I walked up to a gate that lead in...o the ocean side of the house and standing there on the deck was Mr. Keller. He was standing with his back to me, completely naked. He looked to be about six feet three inches tall with a very nice shape. His tan skin was glistening from the sun, reflecting on some water or lotion on his back. As my gaze moved down I could see his slender waist and. But worse was tocome."They're very expensive but worth every penny sweetheart if you aregonna fulfil your full potential as a whore."I pleaded and I sobbed, I threw myself to my knees and begged him notto make me take them anymore. The last thing I wanted was to be evenmore feminine. Wasn't it bad enough that I had to dress like a girlwithout having to change my body in a more permanent way? At this stageI was still under the misguided assumption that one day this would beover and I could. Daniella felt her Mistress trail a fingernail from the belly of herminiskirt, upward over her tummy and chest, up her neck, to her lips.Dominica leaned close, and Daniella could feel Mistress' breath on herface. It was like she felt, rather than heard Mistress' next words."Now, slut. Follow me. Get in the van. We... are going out!"***In the mini-van, Daniella looked at the dashboard, the radio, the treespassing by. Everything seemed to spell "Dominica," over and over again.She felt fuzzy,. It's...he'll know!"He pauses for a moment, a drop of pre-cum falls onto the whiteness of her body."How will he know?" He...he likes to look at me too." She is right. Her damned betrothed will know if he takes her maidenhead. He curses. She is not his after all - unless..."Beloved?" she whispers, unnerved at the silence behind her.He crouches down beside her, grinning, one hand on his cock, working it slowly."I will still make you mine, but you will not enjoy it. You may even hate me for it. "He.