"Princess Sugarshine? What is this? What are you?" Jennifer stammered."I'm here to guide you into the heroine you will become. Now quickly, use this t... transform into the guardian!" She tilted her head down and shot a burst of glowing sparkles out of her horn. It went to Jennifer's right wrist and formed into a gold charm bracelet."What? What guardian?" Jennifer asked. She examined the bracelet. The only charms on it were a series of letters. "V, I, C, T, O, R, Y," she read aloud. "Victory?" At. Kamsy was home. I stood up, and saw her Mustang, a Roush stage 3, pull into our driveway. I felt the same way I felt every day when she came home safely. Relieved. Lucky. Thankful. I was already on my way to greet her when I heard her voice. "Agunna? Honey? I'm home," she called. Her tone was happy. It wasn't always the case. Her face lit up when she saw me at the top of the stairs, and she opened her arms to welcome my hug. I embraced her, squeezing her tight. Most of the time, that hug would. I dropped on my knees. It was a very hard orgasm, which I had in a very long time. James stopped for a few seconds. His cock pulled out of my pussy, when I dropped on my knees. He grabbed me by my waist, and made me lay down on the bed with my face down. My breathing was very heavy, but James just wanted to make this the best day of my life. He parted my ass cheeks and spat on my asshole. “Do you like it in your ass?” he whispered. “Yes. "That’s all I could reply to him while trying to catch. Don't expect this to happen but it is a possibility especially if you whore yourself out to the high and affluent. Alpha men of wealth and privilege will often keep their sissy sex toy close by, setting it up with an apartment of its own across town or even down around the street from their work and regular home life. Expect to be catering to the Bull as well as its friends when your apartment becomes a crash pad or hosts parties and gang-bangs.A gathering of Bulls is a odd thing. Seeing men.