When She first acquired me, she took me to a beauty salon. The stylistsinstructed me on how to do my makeup and my hair properly. I made mistakesat fi...st, and was punished for it. Now, it takes very little time to do myface to Her approval. I look at my face in the mirror and it's hard toremember what I used to look like before She began changing me to suitHer. The person looking back is more feminine, and as I apply makeup shebecomes more beautiful. I finish applying my makeup, leaving my hair. There were plenty of cis girls out, but I wanted something more. Eventually, I hit the jackpot.Coming up back up the block, I saw her step out of a shadowed doorway. Probably 6'1", skin the color of caramel, very athletic, and just slightly muscular. Gorgeous in every way.As I stopped next to her, I saw she was wearing an off-shoulder light blue dress that showed her well-toned shoulders and amazing figure. I rolled down the passenger window as I pulled up."Hi baby, do you need a ride. ’ The next kiss was insane. I don’t recall how we made it into my bed, who took off what, or how we both came to be completely naked. We kissed and played, torturing each other endlessly. After a good hair pull and a hard bite to the back of my neck, I was one bend forward away from his cock sliding in from behind. ‘Utah,’ I stuttered, gasping for air, ‘I need to cum.’ Utah pushed his cock in between my thighs. It was almost too much to resist. ‘No,’ I said breaking away from his hold. ‘You. ’ ‘Kay, go call Greg!’ Frankie said firmly. ‘I’ll be OK.’ Kay slipped behind Frankie and, clutching her torn dress around her, dashed across the driveway, up the steps, and into the house. ‘If you go right now, Ronny, I’ll let this drop. I’ll tell Greg it was all a mistake,’ Frankie told the hulking young man who was now moving toward him. ‘If you don’t…’ ‘If I don’t what the fuck are you gonna do, Frankie! I’m gonna make you wish you were never born,’ Ronny said. ‘Then I’m gonna go fuck your.