“Rub your cunt slut!”The words he spoke made my pussy throb, and I did as I was told. I opened my jeans, and put my hand down to my clit, and bega... rubbing. He was getting so turned on watching me, and watching the woman on the television being called names, and smacked around.“Take your jeans off slut.”I was really getting into this, and again I obeyed his demands. I stood up and dropped my jeans to the floor, and stepped out of them.“The panties too whore.”I dropped my panties, and kicked. One thing he added though was that, since we were to spend the weekend together, I should call him Bernie and not Mr O. What they called the camp was a nice split level cottage. It had a kitchen, dining room, a large living room on the first floor and a full width room upstairs serving as bedroom. From upstairs we could see the living quarters downstairs and the lake through the large pane windows. There were no separate bedrooms. The sleeping hall had two large beds so I figured, one for Mr. As she stood, she bent her legs and concentrated on making a small jump. She was surprised to see a little dial appearing in front of her eye. By tensing her muscles, she could manipulate the number, and she came to the conclusion she could vary her power. She practised with several jumps and quickly learned that the dial only appeared when she concentrated for a little longer.Andena prepared herself to jump to the other side of the hall and to her astonishment the display indicated the exact. The man walked into the room and looked at me smiling. Abigail held my legs while her mother pulled my hands up exposing my naked form to them all.'Oh yes, we have definitely made the right choice, the body is very immature, perfect for conversion, no body hair and once the male parts are removed it will look like a young female body.'Please no, I don't want to be a girl, I am 19 and a man,' I pleaded. I was wriggling trying to get myself free from the hands that held me.'We'll condition him?I.