He would train this sissy(my heart skipped a beat as I hoped it would be me) and then pay for hersexual re-assignment surgeries and ultimately sell he... to some pimpbefore looking for another sissy to train.I would become Dave's willing plaything. I would spend my every wakinghour thinking about becoming his perfect sissy slut. I would beg him touse me and find other men to help train me to submit to every kinkyfantasy possible. I would spend my days researching the most-depraved sexacts of all. It was slowly sinking in, he was her property. Good god, what was he doing.Upon finishing, she brought her face in closer to his. “A good slave would have desired to catch some of my golden nectar with his tongue. You were good to stay patient, we will save that for another time when you are ready. I will allow you to lick me clean however. Would that please you?” Yes master,” he answered truly unsure if he really wanted to do this. He had never tasted piss before. Would she taste like piss? He. Jan had the usual big platter for all the Saturday riders that came into buy parts. She had beer and soda too so I had a soda then went back to work.The frame was up on my table at the rear of my truck so I brought out a blue print then re-measured everything again and checked all the bends and angles. When I was satisfied, I started doing the hard welding trying to leave as low a bead as possible. This took two solid hours.I took off my hood and went into the store in search of something to. " Little-Cat said looking back at me with a smile on her face and in her eyes."And in my heart I know that Little-Cat here is my sister." I said standing beside her and putting my hand on her shoulder.Elizabeth looked at me and smiled, "Yes, and it's a large family indeed. Now Little-Cat, take your sister to your room while I talk to Margaret and little Elizabeth here."I looked at her and asked, "Will you be able to help Liz to walk again?"Elizabeth looked sad, "Not immediately, Liz needs to.