Marlon yanks off my jacket and tosses it on the couch.His greasy fingers pull at the buttons on my flannel blouse. Buttons pop asit rips open. I start...d this journey as a male. I wear nothing beneath theblouse. Marlon laughs. His hands roughly knead my breasts like a womanmaking bread."Please do not do this," I say. They do not deserve this last chance. Ioffer it out of charity."Don't be like that, babe," Dwayne says. "You'll like us once you get toknow us." I have read their minds. I know them. Eddie would have been described as average: not too pretty, and definitely not ugly either. He wore a metallic colored watch on his left wrist, and a black shirt with blue jeans. Like her, he was also wearing sandals, though his were black flip-flops."He is yours, along with the others. It was his idea to bring you into this lifestyle. He saw potential in you, and wanted to make him yours. The others followed suit, and so they are all here. You can take them with you if you want and have your. James was sighing and breathing heavily, he must be getting off bit by bit, thought John. She sucked hard, but James was still able to maintain the ability to loosen his bladder at will. She’d never experienced anything like this before. She held his prick now like a baby bottle, sucking on the nipple and found she could suck and swallow together. She sucked noisily urging him to drip into her. Lusty, yearning for more of the new, gentle Rush. She whispered, “pee slowly into me, James,. . is yours... I am yours. Your slut and your whore... I belong to you Sir," she panted. Her arousal was becoming stronger and taking her over."Good girl. Now I know that you are a needy little slut, and that sometimes this little cunt needs attention. "That's perfectly okay, I am very good at tending to my slut's needs. After all a happy and content slut is an obedient slut, right?" I said."Ohhh, Sirrr..." she moaned. I kept up the pressure, fingering her dripping slit and driving her lust.