As if reading my mind he said, “I mean all dressed up like this.” What? I am not even wearing a slip under this short thin sleeveless tee. My body...is all sweaty already and sticking to my body.Do these guys still think I am too dressed up? “Take off your bra,” he ordered in a no-nonsense tone. “Of course not!” I was shocked. The guys were clearly displeased. One of them got off his seat, I got scared. The last time someone had done that I had to stand with my hands stretched out for 10. All the athletes started to prepare themselves for their starting positions. Everyone was lined up, ready to initiate the race. On your marks, get set, go! It was a false start. A boy from Goff’s School had begun before the starting pistol went off. We all went back to our starting positions, getting ready again. On your marks, get set, go! Bang! The race got under way, the first four hundred meters I proceeded with my usual strategy, keeping the same pace as the other racers. After the first. "Whose bitch are you?" Zeke demanded. "I am Daddy's bitch." "Who owns you?" "Daddy owns me." "When Daddy fucked you last night, his cum transformed you. Your ass is now my pussy. And you ain't got a cock. That little thing between your legs is too pathetic to be a cock. You got a clit, right girl?" "I have a clit, Daddy." "Daddy has a real cock. You're going to learn to love and worship Daddy's cock. You're going to be a slave to Daddy's cock. Right, bitch?" "I am Daddy's cock-slave." "Good. My Cocksucker necklace got a lot ofsnickers from men and women alike.After diner and I had cleaned up Mistress told me to get my purse andcome with her. We drove for awhile until I noticed that were had arrivedat the prison. The guard waved us through the gate. As we got out of thecar Mistress grabbed my arms and handcuffed them behind me."Come on cunt, I have a surprise for you!"She took me into her office and pressed a button on the wall. A panelslid back showing the interior of an elevator..