“Yes.” “Ok. Now, I want you to listen to my voice and shortlyyou’ll begin to feel sleepy and you’ll close your eyes,but ...ou’ll be able to hear every word I say.” In less then 5 minutes John was completely under. “John? Can you hear me? Can you understand me?” “Yes,” came the dreamy reply. “OK. Good. Now, I want you to tell me about yourfeelings towards black men.” There was no hesitation in John’s reply.. Sir starts to moan and tells me topart his checks. He says since you are a sissy your tongue is the onlything that should go near his rosebud, so get my tongue working. I findmyself parting his ass check and, in this act of total surrender,licking his asshole. Get your tongue in there Slut, Sir says. As I doso I feel Master tense up and shoot his load. He turns over and saysclean me up whore. I licked his cock clean and thank him for the honor,Sit tells me to get dressed and go home.I was. The word rings in my head time and time again. Yet I am incapable of resisting him it seems. Still I try. My pathetic and half-hearted attempt to resist ends in my wrists being held in his vice like hand.I feel tense and calm at the same time, it confuses me. He radiates control and calm. My mind tells me not to give way and resist, though at this point it seems senseless. Now that my mind clears I resist more. "Hush girl," he states. My resistance does not cease.No grin or scowl is visible on. My boobs have grown quite a bit lately; I now need a 34c bra. I'm quite skinny but my bum and hips are starting to get bigger now as well so all my jeans are really tight, but I actually like the feeling of tight jeans and I think my bum looks good in them so I don't mind that.Today Daddy asked me to come with him to his camera club, he said I could earn some money making cups of tea for everyone and stuff like that. I'm rubbish at making tea, I always spill it or put coffee in or something but.