You’re either his woman, or his sex slave.”“Does that make me his sex slave?” Nathalie asked, her voice girlish and tight.“Yep,” purred Za...yia. Then she licked me again.“I’m not his slave!” I gasped, wiggling my hips. I worked my tits up and down his dick. I took another lick across his crown. “I’ll be his woman. Like the gemstone princess. Or Kora. But not his slave. I’m too hot to be his slave.”“You promise?” Zanyia asked and then took another wonderful lick through my pussy.Pleasure surged. With her tits licked clean and her nipples hard and being sucked by Dave and Ray, I reached down and felt how wet Mandy's cunt was. She begged me to lick her so I lay down on the blanket and she straddled my head as I began licking at her wet cunt through the nylon of her pantyhose. As I licked her, pushing my tongue as deep into her cunt as the sheer nylon would allow she began to moan with pleasure and soon she was grinding on my mouth as she came. I could feel her juices flood her pantyhose. I was trying hard to be a woman. I had no idea what he was doing. But if this was the price I had to pay for him to be my boyfriend I was eager to let him do whatever he wanted.Between the pain and the confusion, I was like a zombie. I just lay there and let him do whatever he wanted, I trusted him. Hell, I was in love with him. He finally entered me all the way. The pain eased up a bit and he began to thrust his cock in and out of me. He reached down and grabbed my ass thrusting it deeper and. “I wasn’t sure, until you followed me into my office.” I exhaled and inhaled slowly. “Submissive personalities are not rare, Mrs. Elgin, but the confluence of submissiveness and motherhood and a dominating child is just shy of improbable. It does happen. In a city like ours, there are probably less than a few hundred, maybe half that. The odds of meeting and recognizing each other is even closer to improbable. But it happened, today, to us.”Mrs. Elgin continued to lose blood from her face. “Oh.