Is he a traitor?" "Yes." said Carmen. "Torture him then. Press the end where you want to shock him and then pressthe button." Carmen's hands were shak...ng slightly as she took the prod. "Start with his cock." he advised. As Carmen pressed the prod against the victim's cock she felt strangely excited.When she pressed the button and he screamed loudly she suddenly felt more powerfulthan she had ever done before. Again and again she pressed the button. Thesmell of burning flesh filled the room.. But don't you go worrying yourpretty little head about that right now. Those two will startnoticing you soon enough. And it won't be just them either. I'm sureevery red-blooded boy on this campus will soon start noticing how wellyou stand out in a crowd." I'm not sure I like the sound of that." Maybe not just yet, but you will soon enough. After all, you stillhave a little more readjusting to do first." What do you mean by readjusting?"Angie smiled. "I'm sure you'll find out soon enough, my. I mean, I don't want to... you know... have relations with someonelike that." And what do you want?" she inquired confidently, most likely alreadyknowing the answer."I want to... look like that." And act like a preening fairy?" Well... yes." I see." Her tone softened as she went on, "Considering that you're notany good in bed, I don't stand to lose much there. And it might be funto have my own girly sex slave. Of course, you'd have to get over yourdislike for going down on women. You've. I writhed in orgies for hours at a time. I thought that was good cardio training.I was so wrong. Getting flushed and tired was part of sex. Sometimes, you took breaks and let your partner do all the pumping. But out here on the practice field, there were no breaks. I just felt my tits getting more and more sweaty, my sports bra clinging to my heaving mounds. My cock bounced before me, only hard because of the cheering crowd.If it wasn't for my fans, I would have called it quits. I would have.