Why are you wasting your energy?" I am not wasting it! It's letting me fuck with Heather's mind." And you didn't heed what I said about how they can d...tect..." Yes, I did. I've been careful. I've been subtle."Laura raised an eyebrow dubiously. "You? Subtle?" Yes, me, subtle. I'm not controlling her. I just messed with her perceptions. I'm getting good at that. It will make it easier for me to take her and Diane so I can use them for the Rite."Laura still appeared doubtful, but nodded for. Besides most of her close female friends were also called “Daddy’s Bad Little Girl” plus their name right after just like her to get her into the right frame of mind for her submissive behavior. It actually made her panties damp each time she thought about that Pavlovian reaction to the title and she would whisper in a voice so low that only she could hear... “slut, slut, slut!” She knew the words would make her wet down below and that was important to assist in making her client enjoy his. Already, they began unfastening the lacing on the front of their pants. They were all going to have her. One after another, they were going to fuck her until she was a bloody, mutilated pulp."Don't do this!" she begged. "I don't want you fucking me. Please! It's Bradford who's forcing me to do this. Do you think I'd want to be chained up like this if I had a choice?"Her words fell on deaf ears. A couple of the men smiled wickedly, another one laughed. They were used to Bradford's "rewards".. Looking from behind I could see my mother's sexy cleavage very clearly and could not resist taking a deep breath. "How do they look like?" My mother asked teasingly. "Just a pair of water melons," I said while my hard prick was pressing against my mother's sexy ass. My hands reached to her blouse to get a feel of her huge breasts and ended up squeezing them a bit fiercely. My mother tightened her bracket as she pressed her ass cheeks even more against my aroused dick. "I can't tell you how it.