”“It sounds to me like you aren’t exclusive with him, then. Would he be upset if he knew you were kissing me?”“I don’t know. I think you�...re right that I need to talk to him. I’ll do that tonight. I’ll let you know in Chemistry lab tomorrow. Is that OK?”“Yes. And no matter how things work out, I want to be your friend and we can study together.”“Me too,” Stephie said. “But I want to kiss you as well. I’ll sort things out.”We hugged, and she gave me a quick peck on the lips. I walked her to the. ? The slaves wereall kidnaped in many different scenarios and always done in a good clean manor.Richard would not tolerate any damage to any of the slaves arriving at thecompound. That would take away from all of the fun. It would take away the funfor at least Richard?s sick mind. ? Yes. Richard knewhe was sick but he didn?t care what anyone thought as long as he satisfied hiscraving. Richard had everything he ever dreamed, was coming together nicely. ? His crew of guardswas all loyal to him. Understand me?" Oh, yes Ma'am, thank you for correcting me Ma'am," she said weakly."Focus on your story and I know how humiliated you feel when we talkabout some of your duties as a sissy that you believe makes you feel weakand helpless when your duties involve you servicing or dressing or someother sissy activity with a sissy who, like you, was a former male,"Stephanie said, seemingly to reassure the slut her sexuality and sexualbehavior was not hers to control or even choose. A sissy, I. I didn’t really think anything of it at first then it seemed a bit odd when he didn’t turn the water on. He finished whatever he was doing and disappeared behind me. Now, after what may have been the best piss of my young life I shuffled backwards a bit and bent way over to pull up my shorts. That’s when it happened. A strong, powerful hand held my back so I couldn’t stand up as a deep masculine voice commanded, “Leave em down.” Now I was really scared. “HUH? WHAT are you DOING?!” I exclaimed..