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Road to Recovery
(Emily Sinclaire)

Though her parents raised her right and instilled all the morals and values one could to an extremely introverted person, Kylee had very little in the way of filters. Had it been anyone else she probably would have made them leave, but she liked her caregiver a lot while what she did next came as a huge shock to Megan, it seemed perfectly natural to the young recluse. Hopping off the bed, Kylee dropped onto her knees, reached up under Megan's dress and yanked her panties down. Megan gasped as her cock sprang to attention and she was just about to issue a stern rebuke when she felt the soft lips of her ward wrap around the head of her dick and slowly slide lower.

It was the first time Kylee had ever been intimate with another human being, but she had watched more porn than most men and if there was one thing she was sure about it was that guys loved having their cocks sucked so she could only assume the same applied to transsexuals. Head bobbing back and forth, saliva drooling from the sides of her mouth like faucets, she reached up, grabbed Megan's ass and held her tight.

"W-What in the hell do you think you're doing!" Megan screeched. Jerking back, she struggled with her panties.

"Please let me suck you off," Kylee begged. "I've never sucked anyone off before and you're the only friend I have. Please, I just want to be intimate once in my life and you're the only one I trust that isn't family."

"Absolutely not! I'm a very happily married woman and I will not risk losing my job and husband over you or anyone else."

"He can join!" Kylee said as a last desperate plea."

"If you're okay letting a man you don't know in to have sex with then you can find someone online or elsewhere in person."

"Please. I'll do whatever you ask if you just have sex with me once."

"Anything? I mean, no, I am not..."

"Anything! Call your husband. I'll let you both fuck me at the same time. I've watched a lot of porn. I'll submit to you. I'll be your obedient slave! God, I just want someone to screw me before I resort to using toys. I thought we were friends." Falling back on her ass, Kylee leaned against the foot of the bed, buried her face in her knees and then started crying.

"I'm sorry, Kylee, but the cameras..."

"I...b-bought...masks," Kylee sobbed.

"Excuse me?"

"M-Masks. You can wear masks. No one will know it's you."

"A little late for that now."

"I'll delete the video of today if you agree to do it, Ma'am. Please. Just once and then I'll never ask again."

Megan did not know what was crazier: what she was hearing her young ward saying, or the fact she was giving it serious thought. "If we do this no one can ever find out and you delete everything that happened today."

Suddenly feeling a bit of hope, Kylee looked up into Megan's light brown eyes and awkwardly smiled. "R-Really?"