I fuck at least one of them every day."Wendy's head was reeling. A dirty giggle escaped her mouth."What are you laughing about?" Amy asked."This morni...g, when I was in bed, I was wishing I hadn't come up to visit." You glad now?" I sure am," Wendy said. "All my dreams are gonna come true." Then start suckin'. If I don't get fucked soon, I'll go crazy." Does your friend fuck them too?" We both do. Every day. Will you shut up about her and suck his cock, before he gets angry?"Shivering with. She simply pointed to a pile of clothing, and I knew to put them on; a deep satin suspender belt with six straps, shear black stockings, high heels (Which I’d never worn before) and a pair of long satin gloves, and finally a Ring Gag. After putting the gloves on she fastened cuffs around my wrists which were the same kind as my collar; I was then lead through her dungeon to an old fashioned wooden Pillory, I stumbled slightly in and the heels they took some getting used to. I meekly bent. I saw nothing but blood-red now. I could sense body heat, could hear and smell better than I ever recalled in my life ... and now at least, somehow, I was aware that it was me. I turned and saw that Frankie had changed as well ... into a lovely she-wolf with a pelt of red mixed with gold. We both growled at a Federico who was both scared and furious that two wild animals dared to interfere in his domestic arrangements. Who did these stupid beasts think that they were?Those were his last. She’d always wanted raven black hair to set them off, but the dyes she’d tried made her look like she’d put shoe polish on her head. Now, however, as she watched in the mirror the red disappeared to be replaced by glossy black tresses that curled around and caressed her face like a crown of willful and sensual ivy. It was just what she’d always prayed for. She realized, though, that it made her bottled tan look a bit sickly and orange, but before she could stop to think about it her complexion.