Felon 2 Fem: Mourning the Morning
Added 2025-01-31 12:46:24 +0000 UTCMornings are the hardest.
Once Master is awake and I am doing my chores, I can occupy my mind with tasks drowning out the horror with mundane noise.
In the evenings, my mind recoils as I must entertain him, letting him use my body, taking him into my mouth, and being…penetrated as a woman is penetrated.
At night, I have nightmares. The trial, the auction, the chamber, the hours of suffering as my body reshaped itself, my Master leering at me.
I wake every morning to find that the nightmare is true, and it continues. Silent, and alone, I contemplate what was done to my body as my thin arms fasten my bra over pert breasts. As I slide the soft panties over the flatness where my manhood once hung and feel the cloth press against the lips I shouldn’t have, I reflect on what I have lost.
Mornings are the hardest.
