I met her when they moved into the complex. I am the building super and I take care of things around the apartment complex. When they first got here t...ey were so cute and in love. He worked all day and she stayed home and took care of the house. Just like a good little married couple should be. But then they met me. Now I am not saying I am the evil villain in this story. I am the hero in fact. You see I saved her from the life where she would never get to feel the power of a big black cock and. It would not come off. Instead ofit getting lighter, it was getting even darker and was spreading. Hecaught a glance of his face in the silver tray that held the pitcher and hesaw that his nose was flatter, his lips were puffier, and his hair wasbecoming black, curly, and longer. He looked at his hand and again and thedark spot had spread to his wrists. His mind tried to deny what washappening, but it was all too real. He tried to get to the door to call forhelp, but never made it. His world. I was genuinely nervous now.He came back in, saw what I was wearing and instantly said, “Sir, you’ll have to remove your underwear and wear the white one. Otherwise, the oil will come on it and it will smell. I’ll go out while you change.” He walked out leaving me confused. But, I took off my underwear and wore the white one on top. It was extremely thin and you could almost see through it and see my dick!I convinced myself that it would be professional since it’s a well-known parlor. I decided. And tell them that you need to get whipped every day. Iwill check this evening that you have done that. And slut, you will post there photos displaying yourself as the sissy you are! All OF THEM SHOWING YOUR FACE, SLUT! By the way, you talked abouta series of sessions when you asked us to train you as a slut. I have good newsfor you, slut, we are prepared to extend your training.A series of sessions should do to trainyou as a slut, but according to the slave contract, as we have worded it.