Now it appears I was ready to face theprospect of school.As the years passed, I was about eleven and a half then, I started tofeel a strange attractio... to my Aunties and Mothers clothes, I used tolove the feel of them, the texture, in fact everything there was aboutthem I loved.I couldn't say what or why and as I never remembered how they haddressed me, or referred to me when I was a baby, so I just kept quietabout it all. I never had many friends at school as I never seemed tofit in, i.e. I. After handing it to me she said that I was being mean to her taking her favorite toy away. I just smiled and said I would make it up to her.Teri did not even resist when I put the collar on her neck, I explained that it locked and she would not be able to take it off by herself. When I cut the rope that had her wrists tied behind her back she quickly offered each wrist up to her neck to be locked into the cuffs. I told her to strip off her top and bra first. Teri removed her tank top and bra. I could feel it was still wet with my saliva, as he started to work himself inside. It was so big, but he seemed to take his time, maybe because I looked willing. His body wedged between my legs, keeping them spread, and back, in a perfect position to used his weight to ease it in. When he finally got it in, the mass of flesh inserted in me made me short of breath. I closed my eyes, remembered my role to play, and cried "Fuck me, fuck me," between gasps. I was hoping motivating words would. Take my virginity and make me yours forever."With a determined look, Sam pressed the head of the dildo to Sally's hole. She watched as her hole stretched until the head popped inside. She looked up and saw that Sally's eyes were closed and a look of concentration on her pretty face. Slowly she began to push forward, feeling her hole resists the intrusion."Ahhh," moaned Sally, half in pleasure and half in pain. But in spite of the pain she screamed, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." All right," Sam.