“Wait up!” Nisha jogged across the parking lot and dove into the backseat of Jess’s car.“Oh,” Jess frowned. “Can we go out for dinner?” ...he asked with a sincere look to me. “I wanna--I wanna know what our future is?”“We’re not thinking about the future,” I said, and brushed her jaw. “Let’s go get dinner.”“The Princess Margaret?” Jess asked, fatalistically. I frowned at her.“Where would you like to go?”“I’d like to cook for you,” she said. She stood straighter, squared her shoulders. I ogled at. ." Yes, I'm at what they call phase two, I've had all my physicaltransformations, now it's all up here," she tapped the side of her head,"basically I'm learning how to love cock." You're very beautiful" I said and she was, long auburn hair down to justpast her shoulders, a cute button nose, a tiny waist flaring out to widehips, a pert peachy bum and what looked like a great pair of tits. Hermakeup was flawless and she glided effortlessly on the heels she waswearing."Thank you. I'm Samantha,. I liked BDSM, but didn't feel ready to be humiliated in front of her friends.She ignored my protests and went about the house preparing. Finally, she casually came up behind me and forced a ball gag into my mouth and pulled the straps tightly to secure it. I looked up at her with pleading eyes, but stopped trying to speak.She went about preparing for guests. In a short while I could feel the drool running down my chin.A short while later, there was a knock at the door. I heard feminine giggles. Fernando hurried in and made apologies for his tardiness. He explained away the delay due to the no parking zone towing incident. Aziz looked impassive and thoughtful. He never showed much emotion. That was the part that unsettled Fernando. ‘We have two more martyrs arriving in two weeks. You will need to get them six-month VISA’s, pose them as tourists or temporary students. Six months should be long enough for their operation.’ ‘That shouldn’t be a problem. Do you have their passport numbers.