„She's all pretty and stretched out, isn't she?“ the Mistress asks, admiring her own handiwork. „Isn't she sexy?“„Whip her!“ demands an im...atient man in the audience.Marion selects a long whip, one that branches out into a pair of distinct lashes. With this, she belts away at the girl's naked body.„Harder. Harder,“ the masochistic blonde gasps.„You honestly think you deserve to have it harder?“ the Mistress asks.An impertinent „Yes!“ is the reply.Again, the lashes fly. „Are you ready to tell me. A few more strokes of my erection into Kate's mouth brought me closer to eruption. "Here it comes Katie. Swallow all of Daddy's cum." Spurt Spurt Spurt. Kate swallowed my cream as I pumped stream after stream of the goo into her waiting mouth.Kate stood, wiping the corners of her mouth for any tell tale sign of my spend, and headed for the kitchen to be with the rest of my ladies. I watched Kate exit the room eyeing her well rounded bottom. I wondered if there was a way I could get my father to. "I'll be brief, Bryan. I heard your call for an easy way to make money.I know you've had difficulty in this aspect, right? Here is what I'mproposing. You take care of my website for me, and in exchange, I'll letyou keep any profits you make off of it. What do you say?"Bryan thought for a moment, but then it occurred to him that this couldbe one of those websites that needed a financial commitment. One that hecould not afford. Just when he was about to say no, Mortimer once morecut into his. Nobody but those who were told would ever suspect my past.I'd lived with Grandma Jutta for four years.The first year was tough. I was young, stupid, and prone to tantrums– tantrums that I sometimes directed my grandma. I still feel guilty about them now. In the background, the family was sniping, and I was angry that the hormones were taking their time to work their magic. I looked in the mirror, and I still saw a boy.The second year was better as my appearance became undeniably feminine. By.