" Stunned I sat there not knowing what to say. Grabbing the remote my mom turned on the t.v. and all you see is a guy with his eating this girl out an... the girl moaning and thrashing around. "Son I want to make sure you know how to please a women so I going to show you how." I still was to shocked to do anything, she leaded over and unzipped and pulled my dick out. Still holding it she got down on her knees in front of me and started licking it. Since puberty I have always thought of having sex. He had not just seen me on the street and taken me. He had planned this! But did he plan to take me or was I just the first victim he came upon? Or, did he do this often and keep this rope here for those occasions when he found a likely victim?I hated all of this, of course. But that damned rubber ball in my mouth was what frustrated me the most. I can’t talk. I can’t plead. I can’t reason with him. I can’t scream for help. And I’m drooling around the sides of the fucking rubber ball and that’s. The more I tried to anticipate, the more unpredictably he beat me. What started with laughter quickly accelerated into moans and grunts and then spiked into moistened eyes and shrill pleas. It had ended with passionate, ravenous kisses. I shook my head and frowned back at the screen. My phone went off as a reminder I needed to get up and stretch my master’s body. I raised my rams over my head and locked my fingers. As I looked up and curved my back into a deeper stretch, I felt my skirt rise. As I gradually recovered, it occurred tome that I wasn't missing the accompanying leakage of cum out of my tube.It had never felt like a proper ejaculation, more just a tauntingreminder of no longer having a stiff cock from which to fire my cream.The orgasms I was now having were indisputably feminine in nature, notto mention less messy. That felt more appropriate for the current stateof my body, even though I still held out the faint hope of being able torevert to being ... shit, what I was.