We're going to be sent to work in awhorehouse." His answer confused me.The other man, a skinny hairy man called Hedgpeth spoke up, "I don'tthink there...s an actual 'Farm', from what I've been told they sell usoff to the highest bidder. We become their slaves." Hedgpeth lookedover at me, "Sorry but you were going to find out sooner or later."This wasn't making any sense to me. What was happening? The Dragonswould sell us as slaves to work in brothels? While that sounded grimthere was plenty of. .. s.heknows that breast forms, and uniforms will be added. Real breast arefor Ladies... sissies just get glue-on breast forms (silicone so s.hecan feel the weight). Anyone want to suggest a size? * Just how far will my Friends take this? *Till Friday the 19th of March... s.he was informed that the "Key" islost in the internet. he.r next relief will be when s.he finds it.(There was a lot of **giggling**)"But the net is so big!" s.he said.The Ladies just laughed more... "Guess you better get. But I feel a tug as the þrall, standing behind me, takes my hair in her hand again. A wicked smile spreads like spilled milk across my husband's face. With her other hand she smartly slaps my ass! I cry out in surprise and pain and humiliation. First I bring her to climax even as I remain yet unsated, then she raises her hand against me!I turn, my own hand upraised to show her who is the þrall and who is the mistress, but I find it caught in my husband's tight grip. My cheeks flush and redden. My tongue probed her ass. I felt her adjust her weight and she moved her left hand to her pussy. She fondled her clit and plunged her fingers in her wanting pussy while I licked and played with her ass. “Stroke your cock,” she demanded. “Stroke it while you lick my ass!”I took hold of my straining cock and rubbed at it with long solid strokes. “I’m going to count down from ten. When I get to one, you are going to cum for me,” she paused, obviously lost in the moment, her hips thrusting.