Being taller than both, his weapon of choice was practically getting a full-length massage from the boys’ taut belly muscles.Never a man to wait bei...g served, he moved his right hands from Cory’s buttocks to the servant’s golden hair. He used his leverage to have the blond move his head, and let his master ravage his mouth.Xavier’s left hand grabbed a fistful of dark hair, mirroring its sibling’s wanderings. The brunet, unlike Cory, seemed caught unawares, as the master abandoned the servant’s. "Good Boy" the wife said, and gave me a wink.Her calling me a good boy sent a surge of electricity through me. They promptly left and I wondered what I had gotten myself into.About 20 mins later, I got a text:'Go into our master bathroom and take a shower. Clean up really good and text us once you're done, dry yet still in our bathroom, but do not dress yet.'15 mins later, I texted back that I was showered and dry.The next text was:'Go into our bedroom and open the top right drawer of my wife's. Of course, dearreader, being somewhat backward in matters sexual, she did not know that shewas having orgasmic experiences, she just thought it was one of thosemysterious girly things that men are not privy to.One day, about 3 months after her capture and enslavement into her new'family', Cinderella was cleaning the brass knob on the huge oak front door,when a special messenger arrived from the palace. He carried an envelope forthe mistress of the house.Cinderella took the envelope to her. Going back to the soon to be little despair, as Junko titled her newlittle sister, injecting him with a syringe that made him feel pleasureand pain, fully aware of what's happening as the perfume wore off, asemi-broken Makoto let her unbind him and put the suit on him.The suit was painfully attached to his skin like it was merging withhim, but the pleasure of despair and pain drove him deeper into Junko'shands. The new Makoto was now tanned darker then Hina, blondish hair, ccup breast, slim.