?Open wide? said Mistress mockingly. Kathy squeezed a drop of pre cum onto my tongue. ?Mmm,tastes good, doesn?t it?? said Kathy, obviously enjoying h...miliating me, too. ?Keep you mouth open, and stick your dirty faggot tongueout, Roy?, insisted Mistress. Mistress gave Kathy further instructions:?Kathy, just lay Sherman?s cock on Roy?s tongue and hold itthere, we want Sherman?s cum to shoot in Roy?s mouth and down his throat, thisis Roy?s breakfast and he is hungry, remember?? I wanted to. My initial reaction of horror was tempered by the realisation that he wasright. Now I had tits, hormones and had become completely dependant onhim; what use was my sissy-clitty and sissy-pussylips? My Master hadgiven me real ones, I was already a long way passed the point of noreturn. My only chance of a life and a future now would be as a woman!The convalescence was long and painful and I won't bore you with thedetails. Needless to say that after we eventually travelled home it wasstill many. I enjoyed watching him talk; every other word coming out of his mouth was "fuck" and he usually seemed like he was auditioned for Unit G. Two guys like us certainly did not look like people who would bond, however the average age in my office was probably 50, and I was 26, Eddie seemed more prone to talk to me than anyone else. Kind of funny, because in normal surroundings, as white boy I would never spend so much time talking to a ghetto looking black k**, and I'm sure he felt the same way.He. There became times when he and I would just talk with each other, I was interested in hearing about how high school was like and he was very open about it. Being in middle school, it just looked to me like high school was miles-different, just like another universe.But Oliver told me a lot about it, how kids seemed to form groups, even more than in middle school, that you had to feel strong to resist the peer pressure that was inevitable and about how boys and girls got along in high school.