They too had a similar complexion to their beautiful skin, the two much smaller to the woman that brought him here, clearly to the boy it was the firs... one who led the group. He was then taken out of thought as they raised him arms and looked him over, feeling along his shoulders "my the boy is so tense and rigid, he's built like an ox!" "You'd swear he could carry a mountain on those shoulders."The larger woman spoke again "I know, he's also got a lustful tenacity that should be fun." The two. My terror was rising, but my erection was still tremendous. I didn't want to look; yet I couldn't help myself. It was like a train wreck. I just couldn't avert my gaze. I watched as she steadied herself in between my legs, which were spread out and restrained so I couldn't close them. She guided the head of the dildo to my puckered anus. She swirled the lubricant around my hole with the head of her fake cock. I thought maybe she was just playing around to scare me. I didn't know. She was just. Next she went to work brushing, combing, brushing againfollowed by a lovely perfumed hair spray before a pink satin bow fixedto a small comb was attached to the rear of my hair leaving itsstreamers hanging prominently to the back. Under the loose fittingcollar of my blouse a long three inch wide white silk scarf got tiedinto a large floppy bow, in all making me look the sissy of all sissies.As I viewed the image before me I didn't know what to think. Looking atmyself, looking to nanny to. .. and what follows .. even more!"Roy chuckled as he pushed the pipe deep into my mouth through the open steel clamp. Then Roy screwed the clamp a little bit together so my lips were relaxed a bit and closed around the pipe like a clued seal. The funnel was supported by three sturdy legs which rested on the table between my thighs and either side of my hips. To my horror, Roy tipped the sloppy mixture into the bowl and immediately it reached my mouth through the pipe. Oh my God! It tasted sour.