” She murmured and started popping his shirt buttons, slowly revealing a hairy heavily muscled chest. The hair continued down to his flat but undefi...ed stomach and carried on down to a happy trail past his navel heading into his pants. She didn’t rush stripping him, giving the drug time to work. She wanted him rock solid before she started on round two. Finally, he lay naked on top of the bedspread, his penis once again hard and pointing to the ceiling. He was cut but hairy, obviously not a. When he walked into the lounge room the TV was already on, and his mother stood in the middle of the room facing the door he had just walked through. Her head was tilted a little toward the floor, her feet were apart with her weight on her front foot and her back foot had its heal off the floor. She reminded Kyle of someone about to start a running race.There was a look in her eye that Kyle had never seen before, but it had an immediate affect on him and his dick – which hardened into concrete.. ”“Uh huh. And do you want to watch?” he asked kissing my forehead.“Yes, please, my chef.”“And ... afterwards... ?”“You can do whatever you want to me,” I assured him.He sighed deeply, weighing his options. Finally, he tore himself away from my body and knelt up on the bed. “Deal.”I reached out a hand and grabbed between his legs. “Deal. Let’s shake on it,” I suggested, doing so with a smirk.“I think that’s supposed to be a handshake.”“I prefer my way,” I explained, caressing his long, hot shaft. As soon as you gave birth to your daughter, her body, mind, soul became mine. When you see her, she won’t be yours. She will be your fellow slave. You will feed her, bathe her, and take care of her when she is not in use. I will use and abuse you both as I see fit. If I EVER see so much as a twitch from you I will torture you so severely you will beg for death. Is this understood, Slut?” “Yes Master. Thank you Master.” She cried from the back. I watched the child grow, the baby who was born to.