Some of them held my shoulders down while others lifted and spread my legs,tying my ankles to two more stools which they spread wide and then sat on t...secure them in place. I burned with embarrassment at the way any of the men in the bar could nowview my naked stretched and bound body, I was truly a slave with my arse alsostretched and plugged waiting for my Master to determine my fate. My Master kissed me gently on the lips and then trailed his fingers alongmy helpless body to my bound ankles. Two months later, Gerry's hair had grown out into a very nice feminine wedge. Where men with wedged tend to keep the top a little shorter and to run the taper up higher on the sides and back, Gerry's hair was tapered at the nape of the neck only. The sides reached almost to the bottom of his ears if the were left straight. Gerry had also encountered Joe the previous month. He had asked Sharon where she and Joe had come from at the back of the salon. Sharon replied that Joe had his eyebrows. The owner was kinder than most, and he paid us men well. I had stopped at the church on the way home this evening. I believed in God, but I looked askance of those who would place such weight on how one behaved, as if a man could earn God’s favor.More troubling, there was much talk about the witch trials in Salem two years before. I did not believe such talk, but many people did. The court had sentenced several women to death for witchcraft, but their evidence was weak, at least from what I had. MMMMM... SHHHHH" was about the best I could do. There was only one thing left to do... I would have to suck my way out! How would she like a few *hickies* in here! I couldn't help but wondering. Probably wouldn't even notice them! Ha-ha-ha! Having never actually *given* anyone a hickey, I wasn't even sure I knew how to do it. But I guess it was worth a try. With everything moving there was no way to get a hold of her skin until the moment I had been waiting for arrived: Jenny took a break. I.