The hot water splashes against your flesh, all the dried blood slowly drifting down the drain. I step into the shower with you, my hands gently takin... the soap and cloth and start to scrub at your back. You expect pain from the wounds that I inflicted but you feel nothing. Shocked you look down at the bites that should be on your breasts, and you reach up to your neck for the wound that killed you, but they are gone. You look over your shoulder at me, but I just smile and whisper that I. ." That I used to be John," Heather finished the sentence."Yes," Brenda replied."I was," Heather said. "It seems a long way away but I was." Are you... happy?" I have never been happier or more satisfied in my life." The changes... how... why?..."Heather began... "It all started quite slowly. Very unexpected.Cathleen came here and discovered things about her... things that hadbeen bothering her for so long. And to be honest, they were things thathad been bothering me. Our relationship. That seemed to do the trick and the little prick began to harden."Now, get behind Phoebe and fuck her ass. That's what you wanted, didn't you? Here, where's my camera?" He plunged his cock back into Penny's cunt, took the camera from her and recorded the procedures that ensued. The hooded man rubbed a little more Vaseline on himself and gently eased himself into Phoebe's asshole. She was very eager, he rather tentative. Once it was in, just the few inches of it, he began to move in and out. Cecil let out a long groan.Heather reached down and took her slave's hand. "Come on. Let's get you back on the chair." Yes, Mistress," sobbed Cecil.The slave's sides were cramping so badly, he could barely stand. Heather helped him up, putting his arm around her shoulder."You are such a good slave, Cecil. Your obedience makes me so happy." Thank you, Mistress." Now, let's get that last load of cum out, then you can rest."As Cecil got back on the chair, Katie saw that his cock was again rock.