With her hands still tightly bound behind her, she lay there in the bed next to her ?master?, with tears in her eyes and a fire in her pussy. She cou...d not even satisfy herself. Her nipples were still rock hard with lust and wanting. Why did he do this to her? She knew the answer. She was a slave, specifically, a sex slave. He could do anything he wanted to her. He chose to leave her sexually unsatisfied, wanting more. As she lay there, her sleeping master turned over, turning to her. . "I tried to run out of the bedroom door, I was acting entirely onemotion, I wanted to run away from home, perhaps Pete would forgive meand let me move in with him. To get Pete to forgive me I'd probably haveto pose for more feminization photos and God only knows who he wouldsend the pics to this time, but I was willing to do anything to preventmy Stepmother from winning this battle.A week ago I had checked Friendbook and the Liberty Bell High class of2008 page was in hysterics over my feminized. The man that brought me here and gave me a new life is not in the room. The adrenaline rush from the previous night’s events caused me to crash shortly after we landed. I was unable to really get a good take on what this man had built on his island. Suddenly, I hear his voice, which is much stronger and deeper than I thought I remember. "Good morning" he says.I smile taking in a deep breath, "good morning to you too."The bathroom door opens and he walks out with nothing but a towel around his. .. though at best I might whirl mom around the dining room table once or twice.I was getting ready to go down the stairs when I heard the front door open. As I turned on the landing for the last couple of steps, I saw mom giving Madison a hug. That was the first inkling that a plot was afoot. Mom saw me and smirked, "Dad and I decided to go out tonight. I didn't want you to go hungry, so I found someone to take you out."Madison stepped up and kissed my cheek. Taking my hand, she said, "Come on..