You never admitted that it was cruel, inhuman, heartless, and criminal. You never said you were sorry, much less ask for forgiveness. If you tried to ...ay it now after all of this time and suffering, it would be a hollow gesture."Desperate for some kind of comeback, some kind of defense, Frances argued "There is no need for any suffering. You don't have to resort to this." She swept her hand toward the crowded room, only then noticing that it was now empty."I feel sorry for you, Mother. You will. Sitting upright in the bed and allowing the covers to fall away from her upper body to reveal full, rounded breasts tipped with rosy nipples and aureoles enticingly covered by falls of pale gold hair, Morgan wept and gave way to Morgana. At least in name and gender terminology.Tears streamed down her cheeks for minutes. Tears of loss, for humanity and a maleness that would never be experienced again save in memory. For friends who would be forever out of reach in the new life awaiting. Tears. The crowd erupted in applause and Anna just stared in disbelief. She would never have been able to endure that!Jill was caught near the end. For her part of the entertainment, she was mounted on a pole that stood upright with a dildo mounted on the end. A clothespin was attached to each of her nipples and Anna could tell by the grimace on her professor’s face that the clamps must be very painful.Jill was instructed to fuck herself on the pole which she started doing immediately. Again, Anna. I heard you unstrapping your pack too, and then silence for a few moments. Before I knew what was happening I felt your hand on my belt, and when I opened my eyes I saw you undoing my fly, my belt already open and limply hanging on each side of my shorts. You stole a glance at me, a salacious smile on your lips, and you reached into my pants to let out my cock, which was growing swiftly as you cradled it in you hand. You maneuvered yourself between my legs, your knees resting on my pad, as you.