Lots of shaving, I had a goatee, makeup, and laughter. As I was pulling the dark panty hose on, under the assistance of Rose, I couldn't help but feel...aroused. Rose helped stuff my bra and get me as presentable and feminine as I could be. Now I'm by no means a girly man, and to me I still looked like a guy. But I still felt pretty hot!We drove to the city, about 45 minutes away. Walking down the street we were all disappointed in how few people were dressed up. It was only around 7 and we were. The port was surrounded on three sides by steep cliffs, with a castle nestled on a headland. The town ran down the sides of a valley to the port and the main street from the port was steep and winding. Arron shared the road with sailors, fishermen, dockers and large carts pulled by strong muscular creatures similar to oxen. Once in the town he located a stable and hired a marvark. The capital city of Terfain was less than half a day's ride from the coast.The journey was uneventful, and the city. The short drive back to the castle passed in silence, all four of them lost for the moment in the internal struggles everyone goes through to make such horrific things as this part of who they are. ……… Nicholas watched the live feed on his laptop, the amount of destruction was a little less than he had hoped for, and that damn Mr. Dane was no where near as hurt as he had hoped. But the look on Ian’s face had been priceless, but then Nicholas always did have more than a passing appreciation for. In the back of my mind I savor such a thought, feeling the sensation of my knickers being ripped from me, the thin cotton torn asunder, the last barrier protecting my maidenhood, my inner cunt enjoying its own spasms as it awaits the hard flesh, grasping at nothing, hoping for everything, big, swollen, long and black, yes black makes my knees go weak, I pee myself, ever so lightly, my knees rocking gently as I dream, pointing directly at my abuser, I sigh deeply and close my eyes, and in the.