If we’re going to be co-wives, or sister-wives, or whatever it’s called around here, we might as well get used to seeing each other nude. Coming, ...aughter?” she said over her shoulder as she headed for Charlotte’s shower.Charlotte managed to close her mouth before her mother noticed. “I do not believe this is my mother,” she muttered.“Get that pretty butt in here or we’re going to be late,” Ada called out as she started the shower.When Charlotte and Ada reached the kitchen, they saw Jeff,. What was she expecting, for goodness sakes? A few minutes ago it had seemed like a fun and interesting diversion in her otherwise boring life, but surely there were more normal ways of dealing with her problems? Just as she was about to close the curtain and get back into bed, the bus arrived and sure enough the young man from the previous night was on it. He stopped for a few moments as the bus pulled away, lit a cigarette and looked furtively at his surroundings. Holly thought that the way. In fact I leaned into him. Closing my eyes in pleasure as his breath and mouth on my neck felt good. I was afraid to break the spell so I didn’t move. His hands slid to my shoulders and caressed them then sliding down my arms. I sighed deeply. His hands on my bare skin felt good. He slid his arms around my waist and his hands skimmed over the silky fabric of my dress. They slid over my flat tummy and up higher till he found the small mounds of my breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra. He rubbed them. I'm.. I'm a trapped sissy whore who needs to serve cock please.." I felt a slap on the other side of my face."Again, whore. More."Tears were starting to roll down my eyes, partly from the sting of the slaps, partly from being overwhelmed at the realization of what I was going to be made into here, under control of powerful men. "I.. I'm a stupid trapped sissy whore who has no choice, Sir.. " I cried more as I admitted what I was to these men, and to myself, out loud, so concretely. "I love.