1. WITCH


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    of us remaining were now totally obedient, submissive, feminized sissies, willing to do absolutely anything we were told to do. We were physically still males but any vestige of masculinity was gone. Each of us began to fully accept our true roll as servants to a superior gender. It was Saturday and Steve would be leaving the next day. I had pleasured him in one way or another each night of his stay so far and as a result, he asked my wife if he could have the key to my chastity cage for one day. She agreed on the condition that any release that I have be done in a way that would humiliate me. She explained how that helps me maintain my submissiveness. She agreed to his offer knowing that I had indeed pleasured him each night as she had the videos taken by the hidden camera in Steve’s room as proof. Any images of Steve that were identifiable were destroyed by agreement with Lady L. Any videos where I was identifiable were copied, cataloged and saved in a secure place. As a surprise, Steve asked me if I wanted to go up in the plane with him. I was overjoyed. This meant that he must have approved of me. I quickly agreed. He knew how to fly too! There was so much he could do that I could not. I even asked him about the controls, perhaps subconsciously thinking that I could fly off of the island. He pointed to this dial and that switch while rattling off some technical jargon and I quickly gave up that idea. He took me high enough to see a couple of other small islands. “I’m not ...
    sure but I don’t think this looks like the Caribbean,” I said. “Ha, Ha, Ha,” Steve laughed. “Who told you that? We’re a little north of Madagascar!” I was shocked. The sissies had been lied to since the beginning. Andrea never had a chance to escape from here. The next day he offered to take me out on his boat. The only condition was that I wear the bikini he saw me in the first day he arrived and, again, I readily agreed. He took us out several miles before shutting off the engine. Suddenly a thought came over me. A terrifying thought. This might be the only chance I would ever have to leave the island. While Steve was concentrating on steering the boat out to sea, I had noticed a boat hook attached to the side of the boat by clips. It was simply a rod about six feet long with a hook at the end for grabbing things out of the water. I quietly removed it from its fasteners. Gripping it like a long baseball bat I would be able to swing it freely and certainly be able to at least disable Steve. I hesitated just a moment. I couldn’t do it! I held the boat hook poised to swing but I could not do it! I quickly lowered it when Steve began to turn around. I held the end of the pole in my hands and began sliding one hand up and down the last foot of its length, stroking it gently. I smiled at Steve as I did this and a moment later he caught my idea and smiled back at me. He then stopped the engine, took me by the hand and led me to the stern of the boat where he sat on the cushioned ...
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