I mouthed "which one?", pointing to the shirt I was wearing, and then the previous one. I was conscious of my rigid erection, pointing up above the sh...rt, as it seemed to want to escape from the rest of my body. It was humiliating, yet terribly exciting. "Wait a minute, I'll select a few more," she whispered, disappearing, leaving her bag to signify her committed return.When she did come back, a minute or two later, she had another lady, of similar age, in tow. She approached the gap, handing. John felt cindys second load pump into him he knew he was going down the path that the girls had layed out for him years ago.john and cindy saw each other almost everyday cindy had to remind john from time to time that he was a homosexual,a crossdresser,a sissy,a faggot,and he was above all not a man that he was a gay queer cock sucker.john was now wear short skirts garters and stocking but was not allowed to wear panties.john was now fitted with a cock cage just alittle bigger then he needs. Tharsas prayed the same would hold true for as long as the man was in the castle. Not only had he been spared Lavina's advances in the night, he had been spared her finding meaningless and demeaning tasks for him to perform during the day.A mixture of confusion and arousal battled within Tharsas, as he rode to the Master's home to study, and he found he could not concentrate once there. The image of Colette reaching her peak in the bath, and the sounds of her musical gasps of release ran. “John you worry too much. We will be fine have fun catching up.”I stumble a bit as I’m ushered out the back door of the shop and through a doorway with stairs leading up to the second story. Closing the door, John turns me slightly and firmly presses me against the wall. “You won’t be needing these,” he growls, grabbing the waist band of both my yoga pants and panties and pulling them straight down to my ankles. “Step out of them and hang them on the banister.”Gasping, I nervously fold the.