So far, she barely needed a push on the right path to salvation. After taking a moment to calm my running mind, “You are coming with me today. Wait ...or my call after the seminar,” I said sternly. She nodded, almost giving away her excitement with a smile.I pressed further, “Say it, my pet – Got it?”“Yes, Mistress,” she stammered again.“I knew it, yes, I knew it,” I thought as I smirked again. I knew she was spying on Melanie and me. Her reply was only confirmed my suspicions. She would never in. Instead, she joined me on the couch. She was still drunk, so there was a lot of zigzagging before she finally reached me. But she made it without toppling over and took a seat beside me. The next few seconds were spent in silence. Since I had yet to discover who would be my sexual partner for this fantasy, I thought it best to let things play out. And play out they did. Ive always found you hot, she suddenly admitted. As thrilled as I was by this confession, I was also confused. But I thought. As he held up the clothes that just yesterday, he haddressed in it was crazy. Looking to the mirror and holding up the tinypink tee shirt that fit his former body snuggly. Now, the tiny shirtlaying on his broad chest covered a little more than half of his uppertorso. He laughed quietly as he continued to revel in this unbelievablyfantastic turn of events. Then, glancing to the bed he grabbed hisformer jeans and held them up to his waist. The jeans were almost wideenough at the waist, but they. We marched into a room which had been made into a maze for us to run and hide with. All of us down to our jock straps - there were 7 of us and you could see all of us had hard-ons. A voice came over the speaker "hunters enter" then from another door enter and in walked about 20 older men - about 40+ - all completely naked and with hard ons at the ready. They turned and faced us. "The rules are simple" the voice said "run into the maze." "The longer you last the less likely your are to get gang.