" "Oh god! No not that! You can't just leave me like this!" "Then what's your name to me in class?" "Slut." I murmured. "That's Ms. Slut." He shot...back, giving one fat dick-blow on my clit and labia. "And one more thing, Ms. Slut."'"Yes, Timmy?" I whimpered, desperately bucking and angling my hips, just trying desperately to set myself up for another impaling. "Beg for my cock." I needed no instruction here. "Give me your huge cock again, Tim, please, I'm begging you..I need your. To that he said “Wow!” again. “She kicked your ass again?” He asked grinning.“Yes,” Kristen admitted at once, “She kicked my ass again.”“Good,” he grinned, “Tell me about it.”So she did; in simple language she told him about Jennie forcing her to strip as she kicked her ass and beat her. She also told him what she’d promised her.“You told her that you’d be her sex slave?”“Yes, Karl, I did,” Kristen admitted.That got another ‘Wow!’ from Karl. “What did you say about me?” he wanted to know.“I. It was rather late at night when he shared it but reactions immediately started to come in; his buddies liked it to no limit, of course; others, hypocrites and virgin-mary-wannabies included, told him off; some even reported the picture but, since he took it off an hour or two later, nothing happenned (faceb**k is too big and slow to do anything immediate in cases like this). The positive comments he got, however, made him think of a better way to share this photo - and, who knows, maybe other. He would hide in the corner by the bar and watch his mother through the sliding glass door that led to the deck. Scotty knew that he would never be seen by the panel curtain that hung in front of the side that was never used.Scotty did not see Amelia as his mother as he watched her just standing on the deck nude. He saw her as one of the eighteen year old girls he went to high school with showing off. That was one of the things he loved about his mother being young; she was still a woman, but.