Besides, there's too many cops around who think queer-bashing is better than donuts. Dumb fucks. The only ones dumber are guys who can't learn and kee... poking those cops to see what happens. They're usually sorry the next morning.Crap, how did it come to this, anyway? Last year everything was Jake, or Ralph, or something like that. Queen of May or some such shit. School a boring load of crap, OK, no surprise there, but the rest of it, well, Jim, and Sam, and Bert and I, well, we made a team.The. I have become Frilly Lillie, a fulltime, big-time, big baby girl.It's almost perfect.As usual, I'm speechless -- gagged as I type - with my chains jingling as the words flow. I can feel my stiffness growing in my pink plastic panties. I feel the butt plug inside me. In the full-length mirror to my left, I can see my short, sheer, pink plastic dress, with matching bonnet and booties. I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind me. I can see the chains. ‘You scared me,’ I said breathlessly. He was dressed only in a pair of gym shorts and couldn’t help staring at his gorgeous body as he stepped toward me. ‘Jenny won’t……you know… do anything,’ he complained. ‘Why are you telling me?’ I asked confused and shocked at what he was saying. ‘You like it don’t you?’ he quipped. I stared at him dumbly as he leaped at me pinning me against the sink with his massive body. Unable to move I stared fearfully at him as he eyed my chest. ‘If Jenny comes in. Its not about pain. Its about the sweet release of death at the hands of my Master and his will. It doesnt have to be now, it doesnt even have to be soon.. But it does have to be before youve had enough of me. I couldnt bare it otherwise. I dont wish to be discarded, I dont want to be released. I want my tortured body to be forever stuck in limbo, beholdent to you. His cock was pressing against her hip bone now, growing harder by the second. He knew how he wanted to do it. He could see it now..