Here the devils ripped with their claws the clothes of the women down until they were naked. Susie had no change to fight the devils and in her shocke... state she was only able to count her raptors. She counted eight and estimated that they were from different age. After the devils ripped her cloth off, they started to finger the woman with her claws. Susie was forced to bend over what seemed to be a wooden bar. Her hands were freed from the collar, only to be spread and bound tight to metal. The incredible feeling when it was removed later would make up for any discomfort it did cause. She felt his fingers spread her cunt and he slowly released the spring on the clothespin so that it closed on her clit. A long, deep moan flowed from her as the feeling of it sank in."Look at this slut and her clothespins. Only a slut would want me to do this to her. Beautiful little slut."Again the slaps to her thighs. But now when he hit her it jiggled the clothespins. She was nearly screaming with. I started to respond to messages next. The few people that knew asked how it went and if I was okay. It was easier than I thought it was going to be. I took a quick selfie of my face and updated my profile picture. Compared to my older pictures, I still looked kinda the same. My features were softer and more feminine, and of course, my hair was much longer.All of that was still the easy part. My best friend Andy was who I really needed to get back in contact with. I grabbed my phone and pulled. Then came the period that changed me and forced me to see the analyst. One night Stan came home and told me that the firm had won a lucrative contract on a bridge that was going to be built in Alaska and he was going to be the site engineer. He was going to be gone for almost a year.He would be able to fly home for ten days every three months or so, but for the most part I was going to be a 'work widow' for that year unless I wanted to quit my job and go with him. He warned me that there would.