Martha appeared at my side. She looked old but was probably in her forties and wore a brown dress of rough cloth.“My Lady?” she ventured, “How d... you feel?” “I... I don’t know. Where am I?” “You are in our home, M’lady. Alfred found you in the forest when he went to collect wood from the forest for the fire. He brought you here until we could send word to the castle. Are you hurt?” “I don’t think so. My head hurts a little.” “Yes. It seems you bumped your head when you fell. There was a scratch. "I understand. But I have to find him. It's very important!"The guard sighed. "You are not listening to me. He isn't here."He's lying, thought Paul. "Okay, I hear you. I must have got the wrong address."The guard gave a broad smile. "That must be it. I won't delay you any longer." With that he stepped back and Paul gladly made his way out of the alley. He started the car and drove off before the guard changed his mind.The guard made a mental note of the license plate as Paul left. His superiors. You aregoing to be sprayed, teased, rolled, baked, painted, coiffed, dressed,pinned and permed into something you have not been, as least outwardly,before. Something you, most assuredly, had not wanted to happen to you.Something you have done or maybe just the way you are, has forced you tothis door to humiliation and feminization. The woman who controls youknows what you need to have done to you. May she have mercy of your poorunmanly soul. And may she see that your bra fits properly.You can't. They had found the way to heighten each other's pleasures and Marie was able to make the girl go through multiple orgasms with skilled fingers and knowing tongue.They were in the midst of another beautiful orgasm when the Reverend Harris entered the room silently looked at his lover's backside slamming into his beloved wife's face. He had many sessions of spanking and fucking Marie's pretty ass because they both seemed to enjoy it best of all. Still, he had managed to impregnate her with only.