.At least that is what s.he thought to just over a month ago. The Ladiesmight use he.r as Their slut, but eventually s.he will become a TS-Ladies chas...e-toy and sissy-maid. he.r clitty to be locked away andhe.r pussy and mouth to be used for he.r future Owners sexual pleasure. (WHAT has this sissy gotten he.rself into? Will s.he ever be allowedclose to a Lady's throne of pleasure again?)That pretty much brings this story into servitude up to date... s.heknows that breast forms, and uniforms. John could make out laughter and both male and female voices that seemed to be quite close to his chalet. John got up and splashed water on his face to wake up, brushed his teeth and then pulled on some sweat pants and a t-shirt. He hadn’t turned up the heat yet so John pulled out a charcoal colored Hermes cashmere sweater and slipped it over his head to ward off the chills. Making a pot of rich organic coffee John could still hear the sound of lively voices at the front of the chalet. Curious. First there seemed to be a couple of bands of ragged arse barbarians dressed in leathers and skins and lot of war paint. They would probably be very poorly led and would rely on their war chief's for orders. To further complicate things, there were several different bands gathered together that didn't seem to like each other very much. It was too far away of course to hear anything they were yelling about, but I could assume they were still arguing over who was to be the Big Chief in charge.. "We took our shower ... playing as much as cleaning. I used a few fingers on her, ostensibly to clean her out, but she enjoyed them nonetheless. We changed and went into the kitchen where we found June."I'll make us all some lunch," my mother said as I got a coke from the fridge."Sounds great gorgeous," I said slapping her butt.June just watched and listened to us while nursing her coffee she was drinking. I got up and refilled her coffee then put it back and sat down."I can see that you want.