Eventually, she explained about her visit to another woman who had madeher former husband into her sissy maid cuckold and watched as the sissyserved t...em both for a morning."Her sissy was named, Prissy," she told me before taking me into hermaster bath room and beginning my preparation for me presenting myself toMaster Mark and offering him ownership of me for as long as he wished."And you are very fortunate that Prissy, and her Mistress Stephanie, bothwant you to please Master Mark when you. Do it. Tell him or I'll stop...”Sarah struggled."Tell him, or we'll never fuck you again."His wife yelped it out, only now scared, and only at the idea of the stop to this pleasure.“I told her... Oh God, I told our daughter I can’t wait to watch your turn!”“Close… ” De Goth said before her voice changed, sounding exactly like Sarah. "Oh my god, my pussy feels so good Debbie. You can watch. I want you to see. I want you to have this too."Then the voice changed in a monotone. “Oh god, oh please. Was something burning? It was then she realized, Oh my God the ship was on fire!! She ran to fetch Mary out of her bed. Grace threw open the door to the adjoining room where Mary & Her other ladies in waiting slept. Someone or thing was waiting for her behind the door, as she took her first step into the room Grace was yanked backward off her feet. The last thing she remembered was a dark face of a man holding a rag over her mouth then…black. ***************** Upon awakening the first thing. That beautiful body crushed against her, that cock doing such sterling work - she came again, body clamping to his, oozing freely all over Patrick’s relentlessly invading b**st. But even as the climax receded there was something else to which her dazed mind clung, as tightly as her heels clung to Patrick’s muscled ass. Her wildest, scariest, most absurd fantasy. If all else could be fulfilled, so could that.‘Don’t you come either,’ she moaned weakly in Patrick’s ear, though he continued to.