"I will be back in about half an hour. If the bowl is not licked clean I will thrash you and then give you two more to eat. You are simply not eating ...nough. From now on it's double rations for you anyway."With that Miss Clearmont pulled up the panels to cover the slave pen and slipped the bolts in place. Inside was complete and utter darkness. Kathy had no trouble finding the bowl but the space was so small and filled with her bulk that she could not get her hands to the bowl. With resignation. Sohe built up a supply of pantyhose and stockings. A suspender belt or twowhen they did those Mothers day packs. A couple of silky slips that heloved to sleep in. Some camisoles and cotton knickers in varied coloursand with little bows on the front. He'd had to venture further fromthere. Target and the like at Christmas, Mothers day, Valentines... somebras and matching panties. A few skirts and blouses to suit. Finally andmost daring, a couple of pairs of heels. He'd trimmed some of those. She noticed that I always stared at her ass. She teased me when she was working around the house by putting on those tight pants or a short skirt and walking close by me, touching my groin accidentally and giving me this knowing smile.Since I had my own bedroom in our big old house, with low window sills to the yard, and she slept with her daughters.. I never ventured back into her bed. But she showed up in my bed many times and nobody ever knew.I had this great mature body all over me; these. . kind."I laughed softly. "No one's thoughts are kind all the time. That I could hear your unkind thoughts didn't terrify you, Wanda. You're a very private person. You feared the loss of your privacy." Yes, but there was more. I feared because you could hear my thoughts that you'd discover what I'd done with my father... my mother." You've got that backwards. They did things to you. They led; you followed. You didn't do things with them, not..." Yes I did!" Her face was full of anger. "I.