"You're a fag." You would love a dick on your tongue."By now, Tuck was laughing so hard he couldn't get out the worlds. But Igot the message."Say it, ...issy," Meg would say. "I belong to Mistress and Master. I'm aSissy. I always want to wear dresses. I want to curtsy and have theneighbors see me."I mumbled my responses. But she never let up on me. Over the next fewweeks, she left Male Maid magazines around the house. She had me answerthe door in my panties. She was always in a good mood about. “He knew JD was building his company by means of driving his competitors out of business or buying their companies at reduced prices. He, too, foresaw the importance of gasoline and the inevitable decline of kerosene as a fuel and, as the result of Edison’s electric light bulb, as a source of light.”‘In my area of the country my company is a big fish in a small pond. But I won’t be able to survive a price war against the likes of JD Rockefeller and his Standard Oil. My best option is to work. Soon after, we were packed onto a private jet, watched over by the Miami Police. My family was all scared, especially Fawn. Dad tried to keep up a brave face, but I could see the dread in the corners of his eyes and the paleness of his cheeks. He kept trying to demand to know what was happening. To let us go. Give us a lawyer.I knew it was hopeless. Athena Pearce, who had everyone mind-controlled on the plane, just watched me with this wicked, even sinister grin. She was completely under. He suddenly grabbed me and flipped us over. He had his head on my pussy, trimmed very short. He teased my pussy lips and I moaned. He grinned and circled with his tongue. His tongue was on the brink and I shoved myself onto his tongue and moaned oh my lord that felt so amazing. He tongue-fucked me for a few minutes. Then I felt it-I was gonna cum. I didn’t realize it until I started. I lost control of my body completely as I twisted and turned after his tongue. I was drained. My body went limp..