”“And just what are you wearing this morning. Because if I don’t like it, you better change quick.”Grace stood, looking in the mirror, “I ha...e on a black button-up dress.”“OK, that works. Panties?”“None”, replied Grace softly. She didn’t mention the grater belt and stockings as hopefully that would be a pleasant surprise and improve Cliff’s attitude.“Perfect. What do you drive?”“A gray 2017 Volvo XC-90.”“OK, get in your car and take the Jersey Turnpike South and head towards 95. Call me when. "Kneel down beside me. Susan needs to be let down gently but that is your responsibility too."Linda knelt at Bills side obediently, but her eyes never left the painfully hardened nipples of her oldest daughter."You work on that breast and I will work on this one," Bill instructed. "Be easy because we are trying to bring her down easy instead of sending her back into orbit." Then he recaptured one delicate orb in his mouth and gently manipulated it with his tongue.Linda just watched him sucking. Having lowered his head in concentration as he attempted to heal his mother, he found it impossible to look her in the eye after failing.“Kal? What’s wrong?” she asked.“I’m sorry mother, you were right,” he said still unable to meet her gaze.Kal’s mother stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her son. “It’s okay dear, I didn’t really expect it would work.”“Why not?” he asked.She gave him a light squeeze then let him go. “Sorry Kal, that’s one of those secrets I have to keep,” she said with. She sat up with a determined motion. It was suddenly very important to concentrate on thinking up a method of escape. She had just remembered that -- with all the other degradations and humiliations -- she yet had her virginity. But Paul might put an end to that at any time.She ran her hands over her body. It was still silky smooth and unblemished, despite the tweaks and bites of her captor, and the hot agonizing strokes of his lash. She felt her left nipple gingerly. It was still.