." I saw her break then. She was fighting back tears and she failed, letting just one slip down her cheek. She had softened from a hard-hearted bitch ...o a weepy mother right in front of my eyes. "I don't understand, Margo. I just saw you destroy her card." Margo reached into her brief case and pulled out a different card, a black card. "She'll get one of these now. This is mine. Did you imagine there are no widows in our ranks? No women whose husbands slip from our control and end up in prison. ?Number eighteen, Sir,? I panted. Then I looked up to see the estate gates right in front of my eyes. ?Oh damn, now what will he do to me?? I thought. The security lights lit up the columned entrance.?Slave girl, you have failed to meet my demand and you will be punished,? Master said, in a rather casual manner. ?Take off all of your clothes and throw them in the back of the car. Get out here and crawl to the front door on your hands and knees. Wait there like a good girl and wait for me to. I then felt his cock start to pulsate, I then felt my throat being filled with his lovely velvet soft, salty, hot cum.With my mouth busy, my mind was screaming, "yes, yes, cum, cum, you bastard, cum for mama, more, more, give me more." My whole body shook as I climaxed over and over again with him in my throat. I felt him stop shooting out his sperm and his dick began to become soft, but I didn't stop and I did not want to let him go. I kept sucking his cock, which kept him moaning on the other. I was beginning to feel like one too!'What did you do to me?' I asked her. 'Will I ever be able to changeback?''Come on now Mother,' she told me, 'don't nag.... Let's buy some newclothes for you and let's fix your hair. You need an new perm!'Then I noticed that my teeth and hair were stuck, I couldn't get themoff!! My voice was changed to, I spoke like her mother. Thetransformation was complete.In the hairdressing saloon, I saw more changes. I looked in myseventies now, I aged ten years or.