So after i got home, no sooner than the door closed behind me, she was on her knees tugging at my zipper to free my cock so she could suck me off and ...et my cum. after dinner, i told her about my problem at work, that she had to slow down on her cock sucking, i layed out my plan to her, she was both confused and at the same time exited about the possibilities. But she layed out some ground rules, first she would pick who would be first, and i would be last. six cocks and six loads of cum in one. And then she added to Kathleen, “Be a good girl.”Kathleen watched with dread as Mandy closed the distance between them and then stood in front of her. She reached up and ran a delicate finger along the lower edge of the collar and read aloud. “Kathleen Collins, property of Margaret Mayfield.”“Are you really my sister’s property, Kat?”“Yes, I think so,” Kathleen responded. Then, she wanted to kick herself for the response. This was a chance to slow things down and maybe even stop the insanity.. Dammit, there was no Elmo Hunter in this stack of posters, either.It looked like all I could do was to frequent all of the saloons and hope that they turned up again. I spent four fruitless days circulating among the three saloons before I finally got a nibble. The bartender told me that one of the men was sitting at a table to one side of the room, and he had said that he was expecting the rest of his pals to show up before long.I took a beer, Mexican this time because I had drunk all of that. I managed to lift the sheetsoff my body. I was horrified to see blood where they had given me avagina. The surgeon had obviously botched the operation. I was bleeding.Normally I am cool, calm and in control. Now I was none of the above."Nurse," I shouted out.Nothing. No footsteps coming towards me.I found a buzzer near my hand. I lifted it up and pushed the button ontop.Soon a nurse wandered in.She had been looking after me since I regained consciousness after thesurgery had been performed on.