You could give up now and jump of the main bridge into the icy waters below but somehow I don’t think that’s your style. The third option is to co...sider my offer. I won’t take an answer now, you need time to think.“To .. to become a slave?”“To be properly trained and then sold into a good household where you will be treated properly.”I picked up the bag and loaded it back up with the bread, cheese and jam. “Get dressed slut.”She immediately started to pull on the clothing I’d provided. I. I discussed the farm with Barbara.“Now that I possessed the farm, what can you tell me about it?” I asked her.“The brothers have enslaved a young man and his wife to run the farm. They have a couple of children, a boy, and a girl. The brothers would help themselves to the young wife for sex when they wanted it, or me, except they called me a cock burner. They threatened to kill their children if the couple attempted to run away. Usually there was at least one brother at the farm most of the. ? It seems that the piss and shit just worktheir way through me, but when I get a full load of piss and shit in my diaper,they remove it and I have to lick and suck it clean.? I got a bit of a break for a few hours, but then they saidthey had to get me cleaned up for a fresh start for Saturday night.? They announced that it was going to be caninenight, and everyone would be bringing their dogs - many of them big dogs.? Well, you guessed it.? Before long the place was loaded with peopleand. So here I lay, helpless and miserable, in women's underwear. WhenAndrea began to press fake pink fingernails on my hands I wasn't evensurprised. I wondered what would come next."Now," said Andrea, as if explaining something I'd actually care about,"I'll leave your hair and makeup for last. I guess we can go ahead andget you into your gown."From what I could see of the gown, it looked big enough to cover abaseball diamond during a rain delay. Probably cost a fortune too. Notthat I cared, I'd.