McKayla had finally agreed, after he promised that he’d come visit her within the next few weeks.And that he’d bring a lot of milk and honey with ...im.To make sure that they actually left this time, he’d gone out to the car and told her that when she met him there, he’d let her suck his cock one last time before they left.But McKayla had encountered an obstacle: as she’d tried to put her pants on, she’d been surprised to discover that they didn’t fit any more.Surely I didn’t gain that much. He delayed things a bit by spanking her flanks harshly and spitting into her crack to give his cock more lubrication to slide a little bit easier up her Hershey Highway.The minister’s wife was crying with shame and guilt now knowing that he intended to give her the full treatment of taking away any vestiges of joy from her soul and making her simply a piece of meat for him to hang on his spit of hardness and hump her into total loss of any resistance to his demands.She heard him curse and call. She said it was a hallway with doors on both sides probably the holding cells. I told them to check the doors carefully and I would stand watch. Both girls quickly moved down the hallway checking each door one at a time alternating the right side then the left as one would open the door the other would clear the room. There were six doors on each side and the girls only found one locked door. They skipped it while I looked for keys on the two dead guys. Both had a key ring with several keys and. So I started by removing his body hair and putting him in some of my panties. He seemed to like that, so I proceeded to lock him in chastity to keep him... compliant. Before I knew it, he was dressing up fully as a girl with Catherine. I didn't even have to force him. Isn't that cool? So for the last few weekends I've been having him stay here all dressed up." She talked about me with her arm around me like she was showing off a new houseplant. I was objectified beyond any dignity. I looked and.