The first would be to say that of course it won't," he stated. "The second answer would be to tell you the truth." "I thought so," I nodded as I admit...ed I was scared. "I know," Ted said. "That's part of what makes it good. It will hurt, although I will try to be gentle at least at first," Ted admitted. "After I get going though, I confess that sometimes I lose control of myself when I feel my cock getting crushed by a tight young ass like yours." I nodded again and after putting my robe back. "Put your hands on your head," commanded the first soldier as he reached forward to grab both of the girl's nipples and twisted violently. "Ow ow ow," she sobbed as she tried futilely to remove the hands torturing her breasts. They only gripped harder and twisted while lifting away. "Put your hands on your head now or I’ll team them off!" the first soldier again commanded. Gasping for air and desperate to end the pain, she complied. "Spread your legs," said the. "What are you doing! That really hurts." I cried. "Ms. Merrill does not allow anyone with a male appearance upstairs. Since she has been kind enough to invite you to dine with us, I am helping make your appearance acceptable. It is obvious that you enjoyed all the pain and discomfort we put you through today. In fact I wouldn't be surprised that before long you asked, maybe even begged for more pain and suffering just so you could stay pretty and feminine." Janice replied.Janice took. He turned toward me as his eyes just pierced me. His gaze was penetrating, but warm and I found myself smiling. He confidently walked toward me, handed the bottle to my husband, reached forward and took my hand and to my surprise kissed it. As his eyes moved back to my face, “Your husband did not warn me on how beautiful you are”, I blushed like a teenage girl and answered meekly, “Thank you”. My husband handed us glass of champagne and I finished mine quickly which he immediately replenished..