A hood was now pulledover my head and into place, leaving openings for my eyes, nose andmouth. Openings that were easily closed at Mistress Em's will....For nowthe mouth was zipped closed holding my gag in place and blocking allsound. I was dragged over and reattached to the St. Andrews Cross.Mistress sat back and watched as Ann and Lisa extracted some revenge onmy ass with a large wooden paddle with air holes cut through it. Betweenswats one of them would caress my slave clit through the latex. I had a skinny ass and small boobs, and none of the guys even so much as looked at me.During the summer before my senior year, I underwent an odd transformation. My breasts grew, my hips filled. Other aspects of my body changed as well. It was as though I’d been given estrogen shots.But it was the breasts that fascinated me, and while exploring them with my hands one night, flicking the hard, stiff nipples that were super sensitive, I felt the strange sensation deep inside me. It was delicious. The men sat. Dr. Analove used the control panel to call up an image ofthe goings-on in the bedroom of apartment two.Oh my.There was Oh my.In Matt s rating system, Chrissie had been a ten. Xavier was a strong9.5. And Oliver was at least a 9.The boy in the bedroom of apartment two was a twelve!His face would have made the young Elizabeth Taylor look plain.His nude body was pink and slim, except for the finest feature Matt hadseen on anyone- male or female.His bum!Think of a large globe. The. "Catherine was an adult so Emil's life can be saved. After all, she chose to enter into that type of relationship with him," John said quietly. "No one else involved will survive Catherine Stewart's death." One person isn't enough! Catherine had a partner, and it didn't help!" the Senator said sitting forward. "You're going to send someone else to die?" It's okay, Richard." Emil said leaning forward. The Senator looked at Emil with a question in his eyes."John's and my agency share some of the.