“John, stroke yourself while I stroke Mack’s cock. Do you remember the masturbation video that Mack and I made? Of course, you do. You know that I...had a strap-on and that I was teasing Mack with it as he stroked himself?”“I remember.”“Tonight think of me masturbating Mack’s cock while you masturbate yourself. Are you using your right hand?”“I am.”“So am I. I'm stroking Mack’s cock from its tip to its base and back again. It’s big, John. Bigger than you. It’s rock hard and I am getting it ready. Her hand slid back under my dress and shepulled down the waistband of my pantyhose and grabbed hold of myfeminized penis. "I guess you are a girl now, your little dick is sosoft and not hard." Too bad dear, I was gonna give you a nice little blow job, but I guessyou prefer to give them." She kissed me and squeezed my feminized littlepenis one more time and left me go. I slammed the car door shut andlistened to my heels click along the concrete sidewalk as she sped away.The next morning Lisa had. Your conscious mind can't resist your determined, disciplined, strong-willed subconscious. Can it, sis?" Samantha paused the motion of her hand, waiting for a response.Even as deeply hypnotized as she was, Hannah could feel the shape of the trap Samantha was constructing. She understood the way Samantha was twisting her own words around, using them to make Hannah even more vulnerable and helpless to resist Samantha's hypnotic influence. But she was too deep to figure out how to untwist them.. The object of the game, but not all the rules, was explained to the first-year campers most of whom were eager to show off their manly prowess. The returning scouts smirked as they knew all but the latest rules about forfeits. Carl, the sixteen-year-old scout in charge, explained it all like this:“Every boy here has to prove his manhood. If he can’t or won’t, that means he’s a sissy. So I need a pledge from all of you that you’ll play ‘Soggy Biscuit’ by the rules and pledge that the last boy to.