Wearing my panties in the shower and pissing them. Taking them off and holding them to my mouth and nose. Sucking on my pissy panties. I would do it a...l. And then jerk off. One man said he owned me and I was to eat my cum every time I came. He stopped talking to me but I kept eating it. It went on like that for a while. I was a panty wearing cum eating want-to-be Sissy boy. Two years later I am doing well. Having fun on line and my Mom dies leaving me the house. I have the place to myself now. I was almost too scared to talk. They called for backup and in a couple of minutes there were four squad cars and an ambulance surrounding us."One officer put cuffs on me and they put me in the ambulance. He asked me what happened and I told him they were dead. I could hardly talk straight. I had a hard time talking but I told them where Mark's cabin was. The ambulance driver told the officer that he couldn't see where I was injured. He didn't believe any of the blood was mine."He was. " Twelfth man.That's OK. Amy had given me such a smack! I'd had whole nights of kinky sex that I hadn't enjoyed nearly as much!It was still only a week night in Baltimore, but Amy called Ford and insisted the four of us go out and celebrate the Shiggie shutout and my first win. It was a good time, really. Shiggie's next start wouldn't come up until the day after our Monday off-day, and my long stint that night would guarantee me at least the next day off, as well.Ford took us to a Cowboy Bar. Then he pulled my quivering body close to him, and he cuddled me and my body eventually my body stopped quivering and I was able to talk once again.Enough, he asked, the answer was an abrupt NO!!!.I was still tied up and he was still in full control and it was time to turn it up, only I can decide when you had enough. He stroked his cock and started to pump and pump turning up his intensity, meaning he was going to shoot his load in my face, eyes wide open waiting for the moment of ejaculation.