I asked him to stop somewhere very private. He just went on a village road from the highway and stopped in the middle of an area where there was no ho...se or anything around we could see.Dad: first we may have some drink and then we can enjoy honey. Is it okay for you?Me: sure dad. We can.Dad: At least now please remove the blanket honey I am very curious to see inside.Me: ha ha no way daddy. Only when the time comes.We just sat in the back seat and had few shots of drinks. After some time we. As more tears fall down my face I lower to my knees. The man unzips his pants and pushes his cock through the bars. My father walks up smiling and whispers "go ahead, take him in your mouth. You belong to him now, do what's expected of you".I begin to cry even harder. I have never been so humiliated in my life. I lean in taking the man's cock in my mouth. I feel a hand reach in gripping my hair and roughly pulling my mouth farther on his cock. I see it's my dad's hand in my hair. I gag. ."Unfortunately, she wasn't done yet. "Fourth, I think it's time you started to wear dresses, at least at home, and who knows, maybe we'll go out too?" No!" And finally, I want you to get a tattoo. Something simple, but exquisitely feminine. Like a small rose on your shoulder."I got up off the pillow and backed away from Janice. "No!" I said, "I can't do all that! I ... I won't! Already I'm about to lose my job at work, if I start going in with earrings, blonde hair, and plucked eyebrows they. He lay beside her, amazed he had loved her this way, and fell into a very contented sleep. Next thing he knew, the morning sun was shining in his face, and the bed was empty next to him. ‘Did that really happen last night? Did she know it, and was upset with him this morning?’ He had no time to ponder those questions as he turned toward the bedroom door, as she appeared. ‘Good morning, my wet dream man. How did you sleep last night? I had the most wonderful dreams, myself…all about you,.