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“Sonja, why are you upset?” Sonja looked down, suddenly embarrassed. “I don’t know Betty. What if she wanted to hurt BDSM Master? I’m glad Chloe got to play with Master because I know she’s kind. I don’t want Master to play with anyone until I know they aren’t bad.” So that was it. She wasn’t jealous, just protective. I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I appreciate that. And don’t worry, I’ll always keep your feelings in mind. Now, everyone be dressed and ready to go by 5:30 and remember all of your table manners.” I then went upstairs, in dire need of a shower and a long nap. We were all quite nervous and excited when we made the drive over to Elise’s farm. The girls were all dressed up with domination brushed teeth, eager to meet others of their own kind. Elise had said that her sister’s girl pets had turned into men and I was curious as to what they looked like. In my case, only female animals had transformed around me, so Elise’s sister might be proof that it only happens with animals of the opposite sex. We pulled into her long driveway, parking next to Elise’s truck and her sister’s car. All of the cows were in their pens for the night and lights were on in Elise’s house. “Ok, girls, best behavior.” We stepped up onto the front porch and I knocked on the door. It was open a moment later and my sphincter slammed shut. Before me were three half-naked hulks, just slightly shorter than Betty and with muscles that bodybuilders would fantasize about. They were wearing banana hammocks. Why the fuck were they wearing banana hammocks?! Hell, forget them beating me up, I was afraid they would bend me over the table and have their way with me! But Goddammit, they were magnificent. Perfect skin, perfect facial features, and hip bones that could sink the Titanic. My fear of violent sodomy was overwhelmed by my frustration at being so clearly outclassed in all physical aspects. Chloe instinctively huddled behind me, Momo’s hair was on end with her tail standing erect, and Sonja had a growl in her throat. “Ok guys, move back!” A woman pushed her way through with the same complexion as Elise but with frizzy hair and glasses. She looked at us with a big grin. “So, you’re the little bitch boy that Betty told me about!” Of all the ways she could have greeted me, why did she have to say that? “And you must be Lorraine.” “Bingo. And these are your pets? They’re so cute!” She leaned forward to try to hug Sonja, but she fetish and Momo spanking joined Chloe behind me. I know, girls, I know. Fuck yes. I know he was hoping to get in a session tonight on me, “maybe a quickie before he comes” I mouth fetish over which gets a smile of approval. girl Mala looked at him with desire in her eyes. Maybe she had already forgotten all about it. What's wrong?" I just wanted that moment to arrive. She slowly descended onto the kid’s cock and engulfed nearly all of it. “Maybe it’s to tell everyone around you that you’ve just been zapped?” I said, She hefted her humungous breasts in my face, her areolas the size of my palm and her nipples pointing like two pink strawberries. Walking down the platform towards domination her, towards the train. How to make poisons. I had a vision of me standing on a crowded bus with an unknown man finger fucking me. "MY BRUISES DON'T SHOW TOO MUCH DO THEY?" she asked. His plans were only to drive to St. Pete to join his friend “Well, I had plans with the boat captain, he and I go back to College days.” I slowly pulled out and once more, a jet of shitty liquid splashed all over my cock and balls, brown droplets flying all over the place. Sally had somehow BDSM taken off my thong and she was now spanking lifting my leg up! “Lesson 1 in 2 hrs from now.” Her hair was plastered to the side of her face. He had a large, suspicious looking backpack full of alcohol.