He hesitated for a second as if he were giving either one of us the chance to object. Without further ado he pushed his BBC into my wife’s pussy. ...ow, there are no adequate words to describe the feelings running through me as I watched a total stranger invade my wife’s sex with his dark cock. She moaned loudly as he went in and out. She was obviously wet as you could hear the slapping of his balls against her shaved pussy. I moved around from different angles taking pictures and some video. The guard yells at her and gives her a kick to emphasize his words and she stops talking, but continues to whimper and bow profusely.“That’s better. Take her to the guard’s barracks and cycle all the house guards through to have their way with her, but each one must cum on her face. I want this bitch covered with it. When you are all done, tell her she’s not allowed to clean herself until I allow it” Vix instructs“Yes Sir!” The guard responds with a smile growing on his face, before reaching. This cross-over in gender characteristics indicated that the present clear-cut views about boys and girls were wrong. Although I did not understand how it was possible, I realized that their physical and mental development must in some way be separate processes and a little imprecise. This would likely result in alpha girls and boys being the norm but with some permutations in between.I knew that I was a sissy boy, but these new revelations about gender caused me to question even this. ’ I nodded, not sure I understood. ‘So, show him his place.’ There was a pause. Was I dense? Was I supposed to know what to do, how to show Nigel his place? Mary looked at me, and let that long pause stretch out, then she said, ‘I think you know what to do. Trust yourself. Trust that you know how to put him in his place.’ OK, this is going to sound weird. But one second it wasn’t there, and the next it was. This vision, this idea in my head of what I had to do. Maybe it was always there, or.