“That coffee machine is so loud, Mum. It wakes me every morning.” Tabatha climbed onto a bar stool at the island bench beside me. Unlike me, sh... always expected to be served breakfast by Mum. As I spooned another mouthful of cereal from my second bowl of the morning, I did my regular check of Tabatha’s thighs, looking discreetly down and to the right where she sat beside me. I was in luck today. Her night shirt had caught on the stool and pulled in a way that bared her whole left thigh. . “Well, this is certainly not how I planned for today to go. It’s true you’ve postponed your chance at your card, but I would say I had some hand in your fear and running. You don’t have to try to solve life all alone, Pet. Come on. Let’s get you to Sulfur’s where I can do some work.”“W-work?” She let me lead her after her emotional outburst, I noticed. But then her emotions seemed to exhaust her after they happened. They were short lived and intense, from what I noticed. “What kind of work?”I. Johnson, you aren't going anywhere right now. Just you lay back and relax. I don't want to have to sedate you again," a woman, with a very kind, yet firm, voice told me.There was no questioning that tone of voice.She told me to just lay still, she needed to go get someone.I was being gently shaken awake as I heard, "Mr. Johnson, can you hear me?" Yes," I said softly. "Are you the one in charge? Why am I being held here against my will? Who are you and why are you doing this to me? What did I do. Big in and out of me until theoverwhelming urge to cum sends me into a frenzy. I'm totally useless as Iwrithe and mumble, moan and groan. All I want to do is have an orgasmbut its just not that easy so I keep on working. I get flushed andoverheated, my ass quivers and my prostate is having spasms. Aspromised, I don't touch myself but keep pushing in and out, in and outuntil I cum. Oh, and do I cum. I squirt and squirt and I can't stoppushing in and out of myself.Then I lay there and pant..