The smell of fresh leather is an aphrodisiac of intense pleasure, and an icon of endless delights. I take a deep breath and venture inside. The aroma ...s overpowering. I can feel my cunt getting wet from just the fragrance. This is old world stuff. Rich, elegant, charming. The hardwood floors remind me of the old hardware stores with the pot bellied stoves and old men sitting by them playing checkers. Boots, shoes, sandals, belts. You name it, this place has it. No cheap knock off, imitation. That boar is real unhappy, and will make a mess of that cell," Pat told me."This will be ready in a bit," I told him, as I continued to work."Who will go first?" Pat asked."Shannon. She seems to be the spokesman for the group," I told him, as I finished the symbols on the floor and stood."Shannon," I called quietly so as not to startle them when we reached the sofa where they were all sitting. "We are ready to heal you now. I'll guide you to the circle where you will lie down on the floor. I. And finally being deep inside her being drilled, the alpha male willbroke, looking at the most feminine girl the alpha male saw in his lifehe erupted his seed into the soft now feminine Stacy. As she createdand cried girlishly happy at her weak girlishnessIt jetted in her while she gasped and also jismed in her small pinkbowed sissy clit, confirming her servitude girl and sissy girl status.She loved being filled in the back with seed, it was her destiny sherealized hazily.She felt complete. Never before had I seen a woman’s private parts! It looked amazing! It clearly turned big Lucan on too. He grinned happily. And then lowering his face, like and animal at water he began to lap at a the fleshy red slit. Unlike my dick and Lucan’s dick, Helena had no hair surrounding her hole. It was nice and clean looking.I was so close, I could see Lucan’s tongue darting in and out of Helena. She was whinnying and grinding her crotch against her lover’s face. I was hurting. Physically my penis.