While he knew it was wrong Sam found himself reaching for the box of magic condoms. Removing one of the packages from the box he tore open the tin foi... wrapper. Freeing his already hard cock from the confines of his jeans Sam pinched the tip of the condom before rolling it down his upright shaft.Sam’s first stroke was difficult. It took a lot of physical effort on his part just to move his hand up and down his shaft. Outside Haley visibility gasped in shock. Dropping her phone the teen’s hands. I mean, I don’t want to offend Ms. Brendan...”She honestly didn’t know what to do or what to think. Exposing herself like this felt so out of place. Even though she believed Carol, no, all present, were bisexual or straight out lesbians. She believed Carol’s claim they all indulged in Ms. Brendan’s sick perversions.But surely not like this; not in a business setting. But then she felt the embarrassing collar and leash around her neck. That was not at all business like.“Heather,” Carol said, as. "Are you totally crazy?" I know I did," Frank insisted. "I feel like I initiated it. It's what I wanted. My memories tell me I've been Frank all my life. But I know that somewhere, deep inside me, a soul is suffering in a way not intended for it. It's blasphemy, Stella." It doesn't feel like blasphemy," she said. "I feel the same as always. How do I know anything happened at all? Maybe we were returned to our own bodies." We weren't, Stella. Your soul knows we weren't." My soul doesn't know. Music swirled around me as I trailed behind Rapunzel like an eager dog. Laughter spilled from the crowd, as well as the tinkle of wine glasses almost, but not quite, masking lurid whisperings. I could detect with little effort the mixed musk and perfume of everyone we passed, but most especially of my Mistress, an unmistakable scent of rosewater and sex, not so different from mine. Gaily dressed men and women, each and every one masked, brushed against me as we assumed the curved stairs,.