Me. I’m sorry,” I said.“Oh, my love, it’s not your fault,” Annette said.“I’m so glad Mavis was able to break through what you were feeli...g,” Morgan added. I snorted. “What?”“You both made love. To her. But I didn’t.”“Are you kidding? You’ve been making love to her ever since Kendra started her project,” Morgan laughed. “I could see it last summer. But if you mean letting your hard cock slide into her hot wet pussy, I don’t think you’ll have to wait that much longer.”“Don’t need to,” I said. “I. Once I stood helpless in front of him, he grabbed my tits hard and forced me on my knees. I was ordered to open my mouth and receive Sir’s welcome drink, his piss. He opened his zip, and produced a big uncut semi hard dick, which he stuffed in my face and held my head in place for me to receive the golden nectar. And it came in gallons.I swallowed and drank for an endless time. He really must have tanked up before my arrival.Obviously he was pleased with my performance and lifted me up by my. I was not permitted to take any of my own things.As we started driving, they amused themselves for a while playing withthe remote control to my wired body, testing different settings andcombinations, making me moan in pleasure, twitch in surprise or wail inpain. On the low setting everything felt great (masochist great, thatis), but as the intensity increased more and more, I was reduces towailing rubber doll, pawing uselessly with its balled hands at itsthick shiny latex skin.Their next game. Just as I finished having them dried, Alison returned.She took me to her enclosed stylist's station and had me sit down. A pink shampoo cape was then placed over me. Alison then turned me around and gently leaned the chair back until my neck rested on the shampoo bowl. She said that she had been Karen's stylist for years, and that Karen had told her all about me. She felt that Karen was so fortunate to find someone like me, who enjoyed being feminine and was in touch with his feminine side. Not.