I didn’t, but I wanted to. And, in case there is the slightest doubt in your mind I want to right now.“Father, I am so sorry for the things I said...to you, assumed about you, and have said in conversations about you behind your back. Such things will never be said or even thought of by me ever again—that’s ‘ever’ again,” she said. “That said...”“That said?” I said.“Oh my, how many things I have to say to you tonight. I hope I can get them all said. You have to let me. You just have to,” she. “You’d better roll over then,” I said, “so I can do that side too.”I gently rolled him over and saw where the welts ran round his midriff to the waist of his briefs; and then from below his briefs, all down the back of one leg. I fetched more seawater and continued bathing his sores. Meanwhile, the rounded cheeks of his butt kept drawing my attention. I paused.“You know what you’ve got to do,” he murmured, his face half buried in my towel. Somehow, he too knew how this always had to unfold.He. It was goingwell, except she became more restless with each passing minute.Suddenly, as if she couldn't take it any more, she rose from her chairand came at me. She started to interact with me as if we were in anactual office environment and I was her employee. I played along, but Ibecame worried as her body language said that she had more in mind thenjust playacting. Things quickly intensified and I felt that it would bein my best interests to stay away from her, avoiding situations where. Abigail smiled with devious satisfaction as she swung the doors open to reveal a huge strap-on dildo, as great in girth as the vicious plug which had been removed, and twice as long at least. The end which faced Abigail's cunt had rubbery nubs which would slot into her moist slit and stimulate her clitoris when strapped on; she was to have full satisfaction in reducing Rex to the status of a female. Rex's cock bobbed as if to acknowledge the presence of a superior penis; he could not take his.