I could see the lust in her eyes. I prayed in heart, Today I should get the chance to lose my virginity.I continued the massage session and going up t...wards the butt and as I started massaging, Karla gave a sigh out of satisfaction. I asked is it OK or I should decrease the pressure.She signaled me to carry on. I carried on her butts for a long time. Literally, I was feeling her soft and silky butts and my heart was saying me go and kiss it. I controlled anyhow and went on to the back.This time. It’s as if you are watching a movie or a play that just happens to have you as both the protagonist and the powerless observer.Even as your cheeks burn and you realize this is going to be a harsh night, a part of you relaxes and feels relief. You know now that the amount of autonomy I have entrusted you with is soon to be suspended and you are likely to spend the night surrendered to whatever I might have planned for you. There is a great peace in that, even though you will have anything but. Instead of remaining in the poor muck you've been born in I willallow you to move up. And to become my daughter."Beverly screamed at the top of her lungs half angry and half confusedbelting out, "Fuck you Dad!!!"Dan tried to talk his way out of this as well due to the shock of theway of becoming another person."Sir, Mr. Hindley," he quivered. "You don't have to do this."Jack ignoring him walked to the main switch and flipping it."Yes, Dan I do."Part 3Dan awoke to a strange sight. He was in a. I turned and found myself facing a tall, extremely black woman. I mean she was dark. Not too many slave owners in her ancestry. The ceiling lights glistened off her skin. She wore a sort of halter top, but it was different, very non-European. Her tits were enormous and a deep, shadowy cleavage drew my eyes. “Well, uh, I think that, ah, this painting shows, ah…” I fumbled for words as I shamelessly stared at the ebony roundness of those tribal boobs. That.