This time she never protested at all. I put my left hand deep inside her bra and started pressing her boobs. I slid my right hand into her cunt. She t...ied to stop me and suddenly she started gasping. My hardened penis was stroking on her salwar from behind. This was all happening when she was cooking dinner. I knew that she is now under my control.I stopped and told her to finish preparing the dinner and then we’ll do that. She got back to normal and started doing her job. I was waiting for her. Tonight was the orchestra party at the Gilson Mansion. The Gilson’s were a pleasant old couple who supported the arts in town and were giving the end of year gathering party for the ‘members’ of the community orchestra. We had joined a few years back and actually liked the music, whereas the socials were always a bit click-ish and frankly boring. We tried bowing out of a few of the socials with planned excuses, but the grand old gang had put enough friendly pressure on us to make us start. Sinful. That was the best word for it. Like he'd just plunged into a cushion of congealed sin. It puffed up inside her and smothered the swollen tip of his cock. A pleasant little tickle crawled across his engorged glans. Fifi pressed downwards and that warm something engulfed the whole of his member, right to the root.Fuck. He felt like his dick was soaking in every dirty little immoral thought given physical form, every filthy little perverted desire."Oh yes," Fifi sighed.A gentle little. I'd talked to the other 3 young guys that came in with me, They'd all been bitched out. 1 was being fucked in the ass. Because I had long hair, I had to wear it in 2 ponytails, we all had to wear lipstick, 1 guy wore other makeup too, he was the one being fuckedThis went on for another week, Iwas down to giving 5 Blow-jobs a day, 1 to each of my cell mates. Then 1 of the other new guys came to breakfast walking funny. He'd been tagged. He said it hurt like hell at first, but after awhile his.