“See?” said Mistress. “My cock is lovely and hard. Would any of you like to try?”I felt another hand, cold against my throbbing cock. The cold...ess, if anything, was a blessing. I felt so close to cumming even though I knew that the rope around my balls would delay everything. The cold hand started to stroke up and down my length, gently at first, teasing me. The grip slowly became firmer until I was being wanked in earnest. Again it stopped as soon as my cock twitched. I felt like my whole body. Amid the noise of pleasure in her brain was the thought that her mother had just brought her to orgasm with her mouth and fingers and that was an amazingly wonderful thought.Dan, after sucking all his cum from his ex-wife's pussy that he could, had scooted back out from between her legs, not wanting to interfere with what Sara was doing with Terri. He sat back on his heels exchanging big grins with his son. This was the beginning of something that was going to be very wonderful for both of. Once I was all dressed up, Adrian had me wear a blond wig and six inch heels. My transformation was complete. As I started to walk out of her room, Adrian pulled me back in angrily asking me, "Where do you think your going my little girl?" She put me over her lap and started spanking me hard numerous times until my ass was bright red. Once she was finished spanking me, she pushed me on the floor and put on a strapon. She forced the dick in my mouth and my little "clit" started to get hard. Upon returning to the campfire, she noticed that the other warriors were passing around a pipe in some sort of ceremony. Her escort shoved her towards the circle of Cheyenne warriors.She joined the circle and found herself sitting next to the chief that had taken her. He gave her the pipe, and with hand signals was instructing her to participate. She hesitantly took a puff, causing her to cough uncontrollably, this being her first experience in smoking.The Warriors just laughed at her.