" Helaughed as he clicked his fingers for a final time.Everything was different. I had a curtain of dark brown hair coveringmy left eye. I could feel ... tightness on my head where I knew a tiaranow rested. Another tightness around my neck told me I was now wearinga satin choker. The position of my feet told me I was wearing very highheels, yet I was still standing a good 5 inches shorter than I wasbefore. My arms were covered by red, elbow length, fingerless gloves.I looked down. I had breasts.. She was holding a floral bouquet up to her face while looking at the camera. Her beauty was evident and the lighting and framing were perfect. The photograph had been printed in sepia with a soft filter. It was breath taking. Joe’s eyes went up to his desk where in a smaller frame, its twin, only this time in full color, sat in its place of honor on his desk. This picture of his bride, his Jennifer had traveled with him since the day of their wedding. He smiled as he remembered; the photograph. She craved sex, all kinds, and I did my best to try and satisfy her. Whatever she wanted, straight, anal, oral and even S&M. I gave it to her, willingly. I loved her and never wanted to see her hurt again. We didn’t live together but we had offices that could be used as apartments if necessary. If we had long sessions we would spend nights there. No one knew or suspected. Workers just thought she was a lonely, mean woman who needed to be laid. Between work, travel and Mom, I had no free time. I. When I saw Ben being carried by two men following behind a guy dragging Don and gave myself away. They did not know I was with them until I ran to Ben after seeing his leg was bleeding. I had not been outed because the ass in DC did not know the mission specifics only the team members assigned. The guys however, had been completely outed and in the basement it was obvious that torture was the order of the day.A big table had handcuffs at each corner and a big leather belt across the middle, the.