I felt my panic growing. Desperation caused sweat to break out on my palms, under my arms, coating me with a light sheen of moisture all over my body....od, my mouth and throat hurt like hell. Help! I screamed over and over in my mind as the man's cock fucked my mouth and throat. Get him off! I chanted between the silent screams. Where are you, Master? Where are you, my Lord?Where?Feeling like a trapped animal who's about to die, I did the only thing I could. I bit down on the man's cock. Hard.He. Poor stupid husband stuck at home while she’s squealing and moaning, looking after her kids while the slutty mama lets Carlos and the boys do whatever they want to her.”Gabby and Rosa cackled some more like a couple of old hags, and I got the distinct idea they were enjoying the thought of what they’re menfolk were doing to the married mother of two inside that run-down little house.“I hope they don’t wear out her pussy, like when Carlos got Angelita to let the guys pull a train on her that. " He twirled her around back to her seat and left her breathless and wanting.She was picked up by Limo the next day, and she was very excited. She was taken to the law firm and escorted into his office. It did not take long for her to understand the connection and the reason why he had asked her. He wanted her as his Owned Slut. She had read about this phenomenon sweeping the country where the rich and famous wanted a submissive or a slave or an Owned Slut.He came over to her and placed a. Janet Douglas a good, hard fuck.Mmmmmm, she must be having a good time in there, Angela thought. Her pussy got wetter as she imagined her son's huge cock shaft fucking greasily into the widow's wet, clinging pussy. For the first time, Angela felt a brief pang of jealousy. She wished she could be over there to get a good fucking too.Sighing, she turned and started to walk back to the building, figuring that she would spend the rest of the afternoon fingerfucking herself while waiting for her.