All I asked was to be allowed to be naked at home and to buy and wear my own choice of cloths, which was agreed and mum asked dads permission to take ...e shopping for my birthday. I went upstairs and got all my cloths out only keeping the items that I liked, getting rid of nearly all the baby little girl items but not quite all, as while I was doing this I had caught a glimps of myself in the mirror and realised that the top was now a little tighter and this made my very small but growing. "man you can't even suck cock right"I continue to sputter and gag. he finally takes his dick out for a sec still pinning me there with his legs."look again faggot"his dick is now at least 6 inches and thick as a beer can."i am not a faggot"he slaps my face and spits on me"you are too a faggot. you came in my room and started sucking my cock unprompted. that's something a faggot would do." I am no-"he slaps me again"you are a faggot but not a very good one. hell you've gotten maybe 4 of my. “I love you, Jess,” I said, and then left the room and went to my office.I sat down at my Macintosh and turned it on and loaded MacWrite. I hadn’t written in my journal in a couple of weeks, and I needed to catch up. The problem was that I was so concerned about Jessica that I couldn’t write. All I could do was think about Jessica and her problems. I couldn’t think of a good solution. I doubted that it was possible for her to transfer medical schools at this late date, and that meant we’d need. Her Master stepped back and looked at his little Brenda. She was so beautiful. Her toned and muscular arms stretched above her head, her tight abdominal muscles flexing as she breathed. He noticed her perfectly curved hips, her neatly trimmed pubic hair and her muscular legs as they strained to support her weight. Physically, she was perfect.Brenda watched as her Master knelt before her and placed a wide leather ankle collar around her right leg, then her left. Each ankle collar provided about.