I looked at her for a moment not knowing how exactly to respond. Mistress smiled down at me and tugged at her arse cheek. I knew what she wanted. Part...of me wanted to lay there and die, part of me wanted to do anything to avoid another beating, but mostly I had started to believe what she said. No world where a person, could be forced to endure such torture, could exist . So I must not be a person. I lifted my self up onto my knees and dragged myself over to my weighting Mistress. Remembering. Thanks for watching over the house." He gave a waving salute and left. We checked and backed Jeanette's car out so we could load clothes.I thought for a moment. "Let's plan this out. Nancy, show Laura your mother's bedroom. She can start preparing a load for the car. Nancy, you can then go to your room and start doing the same. May, work on Tom's room. We'll bring his stuff to our house for now. Mark, you and I are toters. When someone has a load ready, they will shout and we will carry it to. I felt so nasty lying in my bed eating my own son’s cum from my underwear, but something about it also felt so right.It then became a daily pattern for James to clean my cum-soiled underwear with his mouth and deposit his own load when he was finished. And on the weekends when I wasn’t bringing home several loads of cum from work, he would still sniff and lick my underwear clean of my aroma and juices and deposit his load for me to eat. At that point, I had not seen him go back into the hamper. “Tell me your name,” Astra commanded, keeping his eyes locked with hers. “Um…” The elf swallowed nervously, “Maelenon Ordus Casshern”Astra frowned, “That’s a bit of a mouthful. Shall I just call you Mael?”“Actually, Maelenon is my clan name. Casshern is my given name.”“Cass then.”“Ah, well the full pronounc-”“Cass.” Astra interrupted, “My name is Astra, daughter of Cyllene. You saved my life and I owe you a great debt.”Astra spoke in a firm, formal tone as though pronouncing a great oath. But.