I sat down at the already made table, put one of the soft boiled eggs in my shot glass and took a drink of the orange juice that was at my place.It wa...n't that long since I'd brushed my teeth, but I didn't get that orange juice — toothpaste yuckiness. Well, I'd had Jack's cock in my mouth since I brushed them. Something to remember for the future.There was some butter on the table, so I prepared my toast, then started chipping away the shell at the top of my egg. It had to have been years since. Ever and ever..."He knocked my hand aside, "Stop it, Jaynelle -- no, Jay! Jay, freakin'get a hold of yourself, alright?" I'll tell mommy!" I witless blurted, pissed by rejection. "If you don'tdo it I'll tell mommy you did, then you'll see what happens!" That's asshole! Stop acting like a spoiled kid!" I don't care! I want you to love me! You know you do!!"Scowling, Tim faced me. "Listen to me carefully, Jaynelle. I know youcan't really help what you're saying, but If you even think of. ...''feeling in his complete control after only 2 ''fun times''''lets go to my place then''i wasnt sure after we got to his place and he undress me''wtf you are in boxer?''throswn naked on the floor and ass slap so hard i crawl foward lookig back at him unbucling''you sissy boy dont deserve to be a boy , you belong in panty all all fucking time craving cock up in there''he watch me try to get up afraid his belt in his hand and i was left to stand up pn;y for him to thrown me again on the floor. And as I moved my head, I felt the sway of my long, silky hair.I gasped, not quite believing what was going on.The man stood up and walked over. "Are you ready for your *pleasuring*, Maria?" "I'm not Maria," I stammered. "I'm Martin! What... what have you done to me?" I saw a small smile cross his lips. "Why, I summoned you here." And, almost as an afterthought, he added, "And created you exactly as you described yourself in the chat room, of course."I suddenly had cause to regret not believing.