He was long stroking me, and he pulled up my hands to grab his ass. For an instant he pulled out and asked if I wanted his cum, silly . Of course. H... fucked my mouth and little more, moaning he started to feed me cream. Not as much as the first guy, very tasty though. I kissed his cock and thanked him for the cum.Someone threw me a towel. Much needed. The chubby guy was next. He was hard already and I kissed his cock and then each of his balls. As I kissed and locked up his cock, I. And who better to condemn me than another sissy? "Please, Mistress,please punish me for being such a stupid slut. I want to be a good slave!"Even as I was saying it I was cringing, my words far braver than Iwas. Maybe I deserved it, but I didn't know if I was strong enough to takemy punishment.Contessa looked pleasantly surprised, which for a fleeting, flutterymoment, made it all feel worthwhile. Of course, the moment couldn't last. Imust have been smiling too broadly, or maybe my mouth was. When dad moved out Nancy and I ended up staying with mom until it was sold. It was awkward as hell living with her and being afraid to say anything that might be the wrong thing to say and since neither parent would clue us in as to what was wrong anything we said could have been the wrong thing.On the other side I was still working part time at the business so I saw him almost every day and I couldn't talk to him either except about things pertaining to work. Then the house was sold and I was. If she was acting, she was good at it. ‘I’d like to pretend it never happened,’ I mumbled, looking anywhere but in her eyes. An irresistible chain of neurochemical reactions took place whenever I met her tearful gaze, and I knew it was a chemical concoction that would make me pliable to her requests. ‘Thank you,’ she whispered, her breath shaky. ‘I just don’t know what I’d do if anyone found out I… I mean, I’m probably not going to be able to come back in the fall anyway, but still, I just.