I just didnt want him to know that I liked it-that I liked being raped! But suddenly, the motherfucker stopped everything he was doing. I was so confu...ed-I even looked up at him wondering what happened. He just stared and then his eyes slid down to my chest. He ducked his head down and sucked my nipple into his mouth. My throat mummbled a moan, I never knew something so small could feel so good. His teeth nipped and pinched the hard skin . It was almost as if he remembered everything that. I finally took my glasses out of their case, placed them on my painted face, and suggestively looked over the top of them as I watched myself in the mirrors. I was now Danica!I opened the door to the living area, holding the remnants of the whiskey, taking a little sip from my painted lips, delighting in the lipstick mark left on the glass. My slave was sat on the end of the couch, slowly and gently wanking his engorged member. I took a last drink from the glass, and put it down on the coffee. He asked, "What have you done to me? I am going to have to beg to getmy job back."She said, "My name is Diane and I thought I would bring out the realyou. You have been living a lie and now I am bringing out the trueyou, I know it is difficult to process but you will be happier."I asked, "You think I will be happier as a cross-dresser?"She said, "No, a woman, you have to admit you were a pretty man but youwill be a beautiful woman. We have told the local paper that Randyhas passed away due. Naram naram,” esa bolne laga. Ab Nagji sofa pe baith gaya aur fir mujhe ustki taraf khinch kar mujhe uski jhangh pe bitha diya. Fir uska lund meri pussy mein ghused kar.Mere dono breasts dabate hue mujhe age piche karne laga. Main chill rahi thi. Nagji udhar, “Sali ke kya boble hai. Mast moti gand. Ahh chut marne ka maza aa raha hai sali ke. Ye leh mera loda. Ye le loda.” Esa bolne laga. Ab woh meri kamar pakad ke fatafat apna lund meri pussy mein andar bahar karne laga.Aur thodi der bad mujhe.