She might not have been wearing underwear even. Then, her 'Ooof' didn't sound like pain at all, only the 'Oww' after her head bump expressed pain.Anyw...y, it didn't matter. By morning, I had almost forgotten about the incident. Abby never mentioned anything or changed her attitude towards me.The next time something else happened was a couple of weeks later. Again, Abby was doing her laundry, but this time it was intentional on my part. I waited until she started loading the dryer, I pretended to. Next to his hand, through his slacks she saw an unmistakable bulge. There, from the other side of the table, she saw the outline of the biggest dick she had ever imagined. She covered her gasp with her hand. That thing had to be at least ten inches, maybe eleven.She was so entranced by the shape sticking out from her uncle's pants that she almost forgot her fork. Eventually she got it and got up from under the table. However, now everything seemed different. Suddenly, when she looked at her. Not upset at first, the Mistress went over to them and found out the slave had decided on his own to invite this second Mistress into his life for the sexual strap on experience and he would keep his original Mistress for the degration and humiliation. As she turned to scold him though, she noticed that every single Mistress had entered the room trying to figure out what was happening. The Mistress that owned the disobedient slave was so humiliated that her most loyal slave would do this that. Suddenly, Eloni pulled my head to her mouth. “They’re all watching them,” she whispered into my ear. “Yes…” I stammered. “They’re all watching THEM,” she whispered. I felt Eloni’s hand on my stomach. She rubbed on me in small circles until she pushed her hand up under my shirt. I looked around at the crowd. All of the people there in the hall were watching Jenny being fucked by the two guys. Eloni pressed close up against the side of me and slid her hand down into my pants, inside of my.