I was so disgusted but there was absolutely nothing I could do, except moving around a bit. He squeezed my boobs and butt repeatedly and simultaneousl... and it was really boring. I could hardly enjoy his grip. I guess my disgust for him was eminent in my face. He took his face closer to me, saying,“Hey, do not give me that look”And then Ahmad said,“Rip off her bra”I screamed,“No!”But Imad ripped it away from me. As I tightly closed my eyes, I felt tear drops escaping from my ears and going down. Their attention was upon the bucket, not the world around them.I hastened to the barn and emptied the bucket used for the horse's oats and delivered it into the house, only to find the three of them lying on my mattress, snoring louder than before. I took my leave of the kitchen because of the stench of the three. It pervaded the whole dwelling, so I spent my night in the barn, where the only odor I had to endure was the manure.Dear Diary,Tuesday, 31st day, 8th monthIf I knew not better, I. She removed her fingers and then i felt it the broad head of the dildo she had chosen and she slowly pushed it in to my arse with one hand on my back. it was a deep enjoyable feeling and then her other hand was on my back and i could feel her pulling it out. two hand on my back? i looked back to see her looking at me with a smile.she was wearing a strap on and slowly thrust herself back in to my arse. I wanted this i didnt say anything and just began to raise my arse in to he cock?. i found. Now I just blubber like a babywhenever he is nasty to me.I just accept it. I hope and pray that tomorrow will be better - thattomorrow he will appreciate all that I have done, all that I have givenaway, to be his.Diary Entry 20He barely notices me, but other people do. I used to see my staff in thekitchen talking about me and maybe giggling, as if saying: "There is thechef who is trying to be a woman". Now I don't see it that much. PeopleI don't know have started calling me "Miss", or.