" You talk as if all I am going to be doing is fucking virgins," I answered."I am not saying that at all, but outside of two or three girls that I kno... are like myself, most of them talk like they fuck all the time but they don't. If you are not ready to take it easy on them, one of them will get hurt and then you, god or not with that thing, you will get a reputation that will scare them and the only ones you will get will be the loose ones." So why are you telling me this?" I asked.Thinking. Every word drilled home. She had to force her eyes to blink as she watched herself getting fucked hard on the laptop screen. It’s all come down to this she thought. How could I ever have thought this would end well? She felt trapped and helpless to stop this obscene old man just as surely as she knew the wanton act of onscreen sex had her full participation. Her horrified mind could think of no alternatives. Bad things were going to happen to her just as sure as time moved from one second to. He showed me pictures of other sissies he'd trained. They looked gorgeous. It seemed like an intense training process being a live in sissy slave for him, but my desire was growing. I was being the biggest cock tease with Tyrell and he was getting fed up. One day after work there was a knock on the door. I couldn't believe my dream man was there. I opened the door and he pushed his way in. "Sup girl?" Nothing," I said sheepishly. "Drink this," he handed me a red bull that was already open. I. Halfway through class, she passes me a note. I open it so the teacher won’t see me. It says, “Hi I’m Amy, I will take you to your next class. Oh, and by the way you’re CUTE!”After I read the note, I look at Amy with my face burning red as she looks at me and winks.After class, Amy grabs my hand and pulls me down the hall. She is talking loud as the hallways are crowded and noisy.“Don’t worry about talking. Cindy already told me what you’ve been through and that you’re shy,” Amy says as she gets.