They knew, like Idid that if anyone protested in the least they would be shot. I wastaken outside, evidenced by the cold air filling my lungs and caus...ng mybody to quiver. And after what felt like a short walk, we began todescend which I could tell by the tug of gravity. After walking throughwhat seemed like countless passages and being led down several halls Itook a seat in my subterranean prison. They removed my blindfold and tied me to a chair. And after my eyesadjusted to the light I saw a. " One final piece to complete your initial preparation, headphones were placedover your ears. Connected to my portable CD player, which plays a speciallyprepared disc just for this night girl. A recording of Nazareth's, "LoveHurts," it is on a loop recording, so it will play continuously. Veryappropriate music for the evening's plans. Don't you agree girl? Before leaving you in your prison of darkness and blaring sound, I cup themound of your pussy, rubbing firmly your hard clit and allowing. I let out a squealand put my hand against the wall. Everything was out of balance, my feetwanted to land in different places."Julie, could you come and hold my hand," I said in a tiny voice.Julie came and took my hand, and I walked slowly, as if I was trying outuncomfortable shoes. I managed to take a few steps, Finally I worked outthat if I let my butt wiggle a bit as I walked, that it more naturallysuited my changed body."This is really hard, is this what it's like to walk?" I asked."Well,. I've already told you that Kim was pretty, well, she got it all from her mother who was simply an older version and, to my eyes, quite a lovely woman.Our evenings together were fun, Ellen was nice to be around and had a great sense of humor. We took our breaks together and, unfortunately, seldom had the time to finish the discussions we always started. I found that after several weeks on the evening shift that I was looking forward to going to work and it was always because of Ellen.Then, one.