I felt some hands all over my legs and ass. One woman said, “I never would have expected you to go naked.”Then a moment later, I was in an office ...ith the same people, but I was still naked. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. What I saw in the mirror shocked me I was some black woman with big breasts and a lot of junk in my trunk.Then I had a thought, Why was I running with a body like this?But I went with it. Then I was in what looked like my office but I still didn’t know why she was. Wewere waiting for inspection by Trusty Jones, our house monitor.We all pretty much looked up to Trusty, physically especiallybecause he the biggest and strongest man we'd ever seen. Trusty was the main guy for our building and was pretty darn strict about things. He came in, didn't even smileat me because there was another guard with him, and went overto my bunk, snapped his huge black fingers at the taut blanketand when the guard walked back outside stood so close to me his bulging. Patterson was mortified. He had been busted and he knew it. He just didn’t know what to do next. His instincts told him to grab his clothes and run and he began desperately searching for his pants and shoes.“It’s you isn’t it?” Mia continued, the half smile still played over her painted lips. “You’re the peeper, aren’t you?”“I don’t know what you mean! I’m…er…I’m a police officer…er….I mean a detective….I…um…”The words finally failed Peeping Tom Patterson and he lulled into an embarrassed. . if... if I was excellent, Mistress... ”“Ahh... I see. Well, by all accounts you were. How do you like being fucked in public, Julia? Not to mention being bum-fucked and doing some cock-sucking as well?”It was a difficult question for Julia, and Melissa knew it. There was a little pause. Julia bit her lip. “I... it was not for m-me... a s-slave, Mistress... to like or d-dislike. It is... my duty... to... to s-serve... and... and please... ”“Quite right, Julia.” The question had been handled.