Ithought that if I touched the mask to the medal for as long as it took toalter my features I'd keep the science heroine body, but gain Suze's face.On...y one way to try.I stood in front of the mirror with the medal on my palm and touched themask to it. I felt the electric shock again, then my face began to prickleand I waited while skin and muscle subtly changed and moved. The minutesdragged by and the pins and needles crawled like ants across my face. Itsoval shape widened but became. ” She posed dominantly before him as he tested the bonds, her sneering smile more wicked than he’d seen her offer at any prior time as the two dusky women stroked his flesh, enjoying his helpless bondage.As she strutted her shapely form back to join the others, one of the women stood before him facing the logs, bent, and to delirious warbling from her audience, spread her bulbous and sweaty cheeks, offering him the the seasoned delights of her pucker, and the invitingly slimy bulge of her cunt. “Unbutton your shirt and drop your shorts!” he demanded. I did as I was told as quickly as I could without looking up. He struck my cock and balls with a riding crop, each one getting their own red mark. I jerked as I took a deep breath. “You’re late!” was all he said. With the sound of his voice I knew it was Roman. I heard Nancy tell him, “Bring it here for proper introductions.” He moved the leash from my collar to the strap on my ball spreader, before clipping my wrist restraints to my. But this time, you kis him back. You have to. It is what your body demands as suddenly it wants his cock. You want that pleasure back. You desperately need it to travel away from what is happening to you.Tears stream down your face and you can’t help but wail at what you are going through, both in horror and pleasure. You hate yourself. You hate your body, but you know what to do. That feeling is back there, needing more to come out. You need it to comfort you. If only it stayed to drown out.