"You have become many things in the last few months and yes a sissy isone of them Johnny."Johnny froze when he heard his mother's words; he dropped th... hairbrushto the ground shocked as to what his mother had just said. It had beenmany months since his mother had referred to him as his yucky boy name.He could see her smiling reflection in the vanity mirror while his eyeswere large with shock."Why do you look so surprised that I said that you are a sissy Johnny?Look at yourself in the mirror.. No longer teasing but fucking me with strength and determination. I hold onto her bicep as it flexes as her arm works my pussy and I feel the strength and the energy giving me so much pleasure. It makes me open wider and then it happens, it the midst of each stroke I feel it. It begins to flow from my pussy this hot liquid, not to thick but so hot. Jo is not blocking it with her hand I feel it flow around the vibrator and out my pussy and down my ass. It is so hot. It almost feels like a. Sure, Alicia was hypnotized each and every time she visited Angique, but not by her supposed Mistress. She did it to herself — and she did it gladly.After months of repeated rituals, corrective discipline and mind shattering orgasms, Alicia was firmly addicted to the state of sexual submission she'd put herself into. Angique was certain that by now the girl must be convinced that becoming Angique's slave was her destiny. But if so, what took the girl so long to accept her true existence? Why. I took a deep breath, looked in the mirror, opened the door and stepped out on the shoulder. My left rear tire was clearly beyond salvation. I pulled out the tiny temporary spare, the jack, and the combined wrench and jack handle. I looked for my four-headed lug wrench, but it wasn't there. The jack sucks, and it is an effort to use the jack handle as a wrench. Without a change of clothing, or even a towel, I decided to call the CHP for road service. It was at least 110º, but the wind was.