"No, what is this?" Miss Harcourt cried."Miss Harcourt becomes Miss Harlot!" I laughed, sadly none laughed with me which thought damned rude."No," Mi...s Harcourt cried again, but with practiced ease Francine and Monique eased Miss Harcourt's hands down and Lilla attached the wrist cuffs to the thigh cuffs and allowed Miss Harcourt's towel to fall away, "No desist I say, unhand me!" Miss Harcourt protested."The hair must go," Madame insisted, "Monique, the razor if you please, under the arms as. "Wow mom, you look terrific! Fucking Ahh! What a fucking hot looking sexy woman you are!" Mom had styled her hair and put fresh makeup on and was wearing a very shear short negligee that really showed off her beautiful body. One could easily see her tits and nipples through the shear negligee that came down just below her crotch. I immediately got a hard on, of course I'm never very far from a hard on when my mother is around.She came up close to where I was sitting and twirled around giving me. He hadn't intended to make his mom into a slave, but since she would not care anyway, he figured he'd cover his ass for a potential emergency. Besides, she no longer had pride or felt humility, it was all a simulation. Why not make her loyal to the son that had saved her life?He also spent a great deal of time looking for memories of this "Guild Chapterhouse" that she had supposedly called mere hours before the attack of that demon. Frustratingly, he found that most of the memories regarding. He threw back the covers and saw he too was naked but more importantly there were no gunshot wounds. That whole episode last night must have been a bad dream he thought. Relieved he pulled the covers back up to his chest again and lay still for a minute. Then he squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed his forehead with his thumb and two other fingers trying to remember what had happened the night before. ‘Who is this woman? Where did I meet her? How did I meet her?’ he asked himself. Trying to think.