.. not a chance in hell." Harry," she said with a edge to her voice, "we're married but you don't own me. I'm not you slave and if I want to dance wit... him, I will." Now you get this straight," I said getting more and more angry by the second, "this guy was rude and showed me no respect by passing me up and asking you directly, to dance. That's one thing. If you go ahead and dance with him against my wishes you are, not only showing a flagrant disrespect to me, but to our marriage as well.". "Ah yes,damm I love that."Mark laughed as he said,"Yeah,me too."He told Frank how he liked to wait till his mom or Cindi had pissed in thestool then stick his head down in it,how the aroma excited him so much hewould damm near come."Don't they flush when they piss?"Not sonce they discovered how much I enjoy it."Mark said,smiling."Do you ever open your mouth while you head is under the water?" Sometimes,if the piss is still warm I swallow a mouthful." You know what?"Franks. ?I then made Cindy lay on the bed on her cuffed hands, and again cuffedher ankles together again.? I wanted to hurther, and I wanted them to see me hurt her.?I tore off her t-shirt and shorts, and carefully removed her trainingbra and panties- I wanted souvenirs.?Behind me I could hear Jan taunting Marcia, forcing her to watch as I climbedon the bed over Cindy.? She tried to keepher legs together as she screamed into her gag, but I shoved them apart to thepoint I knew it was hurting her even. And made me curious. I was curious to see if I could actually watch this transformation progress any further. If I can?t beat it...I might as well enjoy it.I rushed home and into the bathroom. I tore off my shirt and peered at my chest. The dressing room had not lied. There on my chest sat two small but very female breasts. They had not grown any more since I saw them last. Taking them in my hands, I gently coursed my chest. My nipples rose to the occasion, a whole inch off my chest, as I.