. you are probably only just now paying attention, the mention of wearing my underwear... stupid slut... NOW you focus. Well, since I have your attent...on and before you go any further... I want you to get MY Virginia Tech blanket... we will make this blanket MINE by having you stroke MY cock while it is around you... put down the laptop and do so... and don't forget your lube... MY cock is probably hard already, just knowing that I am getting ready to fill your head with thoughts of being. “A lot better now that all the craziness seems to be receding.”“I can’t believe your first roommate was a rapist!”“Me either. The story, and I don’t know how much stock I put in it, is that he thought the girls were sluts, and that meant they were free for the taking, so to speak.”“That sounds a bit far-fetched.”“I know, but he was a religious fanatic.”Jocelyn laughed, “That seems like the pot calling the kettle black, don’t you think?”“Beyond my desire to marry in the church and raise my kids. "Darren! Be careful! Don't hurt your back!" Stephanie squealed. Darren clenched his jaws. He hoped he could make it.When he reached the door, he carefully unlocked it and carried her into the room. He gently laid her on the bed. The bed was covered in rose petals. Between the delicate fragrance of the roses and her perfume, Darren's senses were reeling.Stephanie sat up on the edge of the bed. "Why don't you pour us a glass of champagne?"Darren looked around and spied the ice chest with a bottle. "Next proved to be yet another hypnotic audio file uploaded onto my phone.It played 24/7 into my ears, and while I may not have been a big believein hypnosis training before, you couldn't deny that I was lost in asexual haze for weeks at a time.That's okay because that's what a good sissy should do.I lived in a small town, so I was pleasantly surprised to find that therewere so many kinky men who wanted to use a submissive sissy like me.My new stable of cocks fucked me repeatedly over the next.