I was out looking for trouble. No, not a fight. I was a gurl. You know what kind of trouble. tee-heeI cut through the park, two minutes from my house....here I found trouble.Four of them, dr!nking beier.Neighborhood dudes I grew up with.They knew exactly what I was and they ALL wanted to fuck me.:”Wanna berr?” one asked me.“Sure” I said, coyly.He held the can between his legs and popped it open.I took the can and chugged down a long drink.I always loved berr.I finished it quickly and he handed me. " My phone was on record in my jean's pocket as I recorded his submission to cocksucker for Gwen.Sometimes this makes them stop, they hate being called a cocksucker, but he didn't slow down at all. I pulled out when I was close and ordered, "Beg for my cock." Oh God, I want your cock," he pleaded, the hunger in his eyes so hot."Where?" I asked."In my mouth," he answered."Between your cocksucking lips?" I questioned, tapping his lips with my cock."Yes," he said."Say it, cocksucker," I ordered,. "With that, I took her into my arms and kissed her deeply, our tongues dueling in each other's mouth. She started unbuttoning my shirt, and I slipped her T-shirt up and over her head and down her arms. I broke the kiss to unsnap her jeans and to slide them down and off her feet. Her panties quickly followed; her pussy was freshly-shaven and glistening with her moisture. She spread her legs, and I swiped her pussy with my tongue. She moaned, and unsnapped her bra and discarded it. I followed. A short time passed and we were finishing our drinks Allyson spoke up."Let's not kid ourselves, you two are fucking want-to-be cocksucking sissy faggots. And my intentions are to turn you into exactly that. You will be put through an intense three month program where you will learn all of the skills necessary for being a submissive little sissy. Take your little clitties out." We both hesitated."Oh, I guess I'll just have to find two new sissy faggots who know how to follow orders!" Allyson.