After two weeks, I wasn’t really thinking of it rape anymore.By now, I was a willing participant and in a totally different frame of mind.Gone was t...e strong minded jock that would look down and sneered at sissy guys.The gang had broken me and changed me and my mind set.*Saturday*On Saturdays, the gang was in the yard playing basketball against another prison section.I wasn’t feeling going outside, so I stayed in my cell.A guard walked by and handed me, the morning paper.I sat on my bunk. Henderson then minced upstairs to her boudoir carrying thepink box and bag and passed Agnes just coming out of the master bedroomjust finishing her cleaning, and wearing the same crisp and standardmaid's uniform suitable for such an estate. Agnes smiled graciously asthe lady thanked her and said she'd see both of them again on Mondaymorning. Agnes and Janine were the only help around the house. Justenough to relieve the lady-of-the-house of any real work. That was partof the ultimate goal. Her new Auntie Ann would do anything Larry told her to. Besides, there was more than enough room in the house for a guest, and it looked as though the two females would not be getting in each other's way.But best of all was Ann's son, David. As soon as Karen had seen him, she thought he would be some sort of good young stud, and it was all she could do to hide her surprise when she learned that he was only fourteen. 'Jesus, ' she thought, 'most of the guys she had been fucked by didn't look. "Yes I do. About once a day." Did you today?" Not yet. I probably will when I get home. This conversation has gotten me a little ..." Turned on?" she finished my sentence. She looked down at my crotch to see if there was any evidence. I saw a little grin develop. She swatted me and said, "Better not be late catching your plane."The whole 2 weeks I was gone, I found it difficult to concentrate. I kept thinking about what she might be doing. Here she was looking up "female masturbation" online. I.