Well, lol, at least they were real ! They told me that mom had to work most of the time—but she was nearby whenever I wanted to see her. Mostly I to...d them the stories of what was now apparently—dreams. In a nut shell—I never played football, therefore—was not a hometown hero—no state championships, no trophies—no medal—nothing. Likewise, there was no skatepark—and I never moved to Dallas and became a porn star, lol. To myself—I was dead. What I thought in my head as lifelong accomplishments in. Something that was serious enough so that they wouldn't dare letme go back to being a man again. Ever.The one horrible thought was that some other poor person was going tohave to suffer first. I wished it wasn't so but I couldn't find anyother way. I couldn't ASK to be reassigned. It was reserved as apunishment for serious sexual offenses. Ha. How was this helping anyone?Who was being protected?I had tried a sexual molestation and I had tried child molestation. Whatwas left that I could. It's definitely a human cock, soft and warm as it is. At first, I can feel myself tightening up and fending him off, but he doesn't accept that.I relax and let go, the cock head slides into me, it feels like a huge satisfaction.His cock penetrates me further and further, he is big, thick and hard, I can feel. He knows what he wants.I notice there are fingers in and on my pussy, my hard clit is getting a loving treatment and electric shocks run up my abdomen.My "sweet" guy has pulled his cock. I threw my head back, screaming as my orgasm hit me, begging him to cum inside me. I heard the woman tell him he could cum, he thrust into me another five or six times then I felt his cock pulsing in my pussy and him ejaculating inside me. I overheard Ben talking, being asked where he'd found such a Slut, being congratulated on how well he'd trained me. I heard them asking if they could fuck me and him answering that I would be available to anyone who wanted me after I'd finished entertaining.