"Sissy-panty! That's who you are, Victor. I'm going to belt your butt black and blue. But we don't want to make a lot of noise, do we? You might screa... if I hit you too hard. But I want to turn your sorry butt fire engine red ... so I guess you'll have to keep quiet with a gag in your mouth. Shove it in, boy. All of it, now!"Mandy wanted to test Victor. He passed the sissy-sub test with flying colors. "Why?" thought Victor. "Why am I doing this to myself?" But deep don he know Mandy had him. I needed to get some relief and soon.My mom was starting to shake a little. Man, was she nervous."Nancy, come over here and lay next to me and bring the Vaseline," I said with a smile on my face.My mother did as I told her. Her eyes were fixed on my cock, and I made it twitch and jump. My mom lay in bed next to me with a handful of Vaseline. I closed my eyes and let her start to slowly stroke me. I have never had a hand job before, and this was heavenly. She was gentle and sweet with her touch.. The first places are always boring, so I started to relax. By the time we reached the main room, I was confident enough to take his arm. I opened the door and led him into my world. His eyes widened as he took it in. Everyone does that the first time, even those who know what to expect.I was smiling to myself as he fingered a pair of handcuffs. This is where I set the hook, "Want to give it a try?"He turned to me and smiled, "I surely do." That was unexpected. Having him clasp the cuff on my. "You don't want to be a girl forever, do you?"Carpenter was sitting in the corner watching the fight, his eyes wide. "H-help? Help you?" Yeah," Danko yelled. Ishaq was on his knees now and starting to stand. "C'mon, Sam. Show me you still got your balls." My balls?" He looked down and gently touched himself in the groin. There were no balls there, no penis. There was only his new vagina, still tender from what Da'ud had done. Sam looked up and growled. "My balls!" He jumped up and ran over.