He gave it a twist and the force pulled her face taut."One more word from you and I'll silence you forever."He promised her, then dragged her away fro... the crowd, back towards his house.She let him march her through the street, his grip moved from her hair to her slender wrist, he twisted her arm behind her back and forced her to walk. "Is this the first time you've tried to sell your story about me?"She nodded."Have you repeated it to anyone else?"She shook her head. He twisted tighter on her. "OK, ladies, I think that is all. Oh, and public exposure, is that OK?"I again looked at Molly. There had been regular parties at the housewhere people had seen us, including people we had worked with, and wehad worked as maids in other houses in the neighbourhood, but full-onpublic exposure was new - and alarming. Both Molly and I had clung toscraps of our former identities by keeping part-time jobs, even if theywere menial and although our obvious feminization rendered us laughingstocks; mine. "Ted pulled out a second line and some pitons. Pounding one into the floor, he attached the rope and hurled it over the edge. It fell fifty feet and smacked into the ground. Reaching into a pouch, he pulled out his spare blue jeans, and tied them to the rope at the edge of the lip, so the lip would not cut the rope."Okay, Jen you're first, just like we did at the cliff."Jen walked over to the rope and looped it through her equipment belt. She stepped to the edge and started lowering herself. She had me stand, still bent over and pulled my skirt up over my ass and I felt her guiding me so that I was bent over, my mouth almost all the way against the wall and my ass against a hole in the opposite wall....I then felt a massive cock splitting my asshole and pushing into me.forcing me to gag again on the cock in my throat. Mistress again grabbed my hair and twisted hard....I felt myself sinking into subspace.... the person I was was dissapearing. I was a hole, I had no control as I was.