. the moment she had waited for, longed for, feared and fretted over, was there. Linda was lead into a small room in the basement of the church by Kat...y and instructed to undress. As she slowly dropped first one garment and then another onto the growing pile on the floor, she was seized with a mixture of excitement and panic. This was different than her lessons with Brother Bob... even different from the final lesson with Brother Bob and Cynthia. And as wonderful as that night had been this was. Of course seeing through me might not have meant much but if theycould have seen through my clothes I probably would have been out a job.My sister had been quick to re-establish her favorite childhood game ofholding me down and twisting my arm until I declared myself a prissylittle princess named Tiffany and pleaded to be let up. Sherri and Amywere so looking forward to taking me shopping for girls clothes to make meinto Tiffany that when I declared I couldn't get out of this address. She was resistant at first. "I gave up sucking cock when I got out of the figging East End," was her starting position. "What's the fucking point of a dick in me mouth? How's that supposed to be any fucking fun?"I ignored her objections and started the process by re-introducing Helena to sessions on the Orrery. Now, though, a simulated membrum virile was attached to the head frame such that it would penetrate, throb and pulse within her mouth. By synchronising the actions of the facsimile penis. Tessa now teary eyed, does as the masked man wants and pulls her tits outof her dress and lets them hang down. She isn't wearing a bra. The masked mancups one of the tits and plays with it squeezing it, flopping it and pullingon her nipple. She just stands there with her head hanging trying not to cry.The masked man takes her by the arm and brings her into the house locking thedoor behind him. ?What do you want with us!? Tessa demanded. ?Shut up slut!? The masked man responded. ?Eighter you do.