Memories of a series of events, she now knew, that held the key to all that had befallen her family ever since and of which she was supposedly blessed...y ignorant. It had started with normal adolescent curiosity. Isabella had been a studious young girl with a flair for languages, history and drawing. She had just seen her eighteenth birthday and naturally curious about the ways of men and women. Isabella’s family, particularly her mother, had never been secretive or prudish about matters sexual. I presented Jody with a cock harness. "What is this for, Mistress?" he asked, very confused. "It's to keep your cock for me," I explained. "But it's already for you," he said, more confused. "I know, baby," I cooed to him, "But this assures me that you won't masturbate, or let some nasty slut touch my cock. I told you, only I, or someone I say, can touch my cock. Do you understand?" I said, sternly intoning his mantra of obedience. Automatically he replied, "I. "It's me! Are you both there?" We sure are, Black Beauty!" I heard Jasmin giggle in thebackground as Monika spoke. "We just finished shipping off allthat stuff we told you about. We also packed up most of yourmale clothes, since you won't be needing them down here anylonger! Where are you?" I'm just outside the back entrance." I was still whispering, asif that would somehow make me less noticeable to the gawkingsightseers milling about in the gathering dusk "You've got tohelp me! They won't let. " he panted. "Another first!" What do you mean?" she asked, panting in time with him."Never had a slut in the ass before." he told her."Marcus! What are you doing to me?" she wailed. "You're turning me into a total slut!" You're the best at everything.' he said, beginning to move inside her by dragging it back out slowly. "You can be the best at this, too. Isn't that what you would want?"She shuddered under him and smothered another cry with the pillow. He kept increasing the pace of his.