You know...touch them again? For my troubles being stuck here in this tiny closet with you?" Why on earth would I allow that?" she hissed."Nevermind. ...orry."Mom sighed, "Men-- breasts are breasts to all of you, even if it's your own mother's. Fine, go ahead and touch them. Only because you're helping me with this."My pulse raced as I reached forward to cup both of her full breasts with my hands. I fully expected her to slap my hands away, but that never happened. I squeezed her tits through her. "Okay, God. Okay Jesus. You guys don't want me. Maybe You exist for Beth, but You sure as hell don't exist for me. I gave You this opportunity to speak to me and You turned me down. I'll remain open, of course. You can reach me tomorrow or next year. But I can't help but wonder why You didn't make Your move tonight. Beth, you saw that God passed up this opportunity. Maybe You need to reconsider YOUR beliefs. What do you think?" "That's not the way it works," she said. "God doesn't show up on. She never could’ve imagined me as being submissive let alone agreeing to have guy imposed on me. I revealed to her when Lacey offered me the chance to be with her, I couldn’t pass it up. I told her she was totally hot and that I typically don’t go for blondes but she could change my mind. I told Tiffany that I had mentioned it to Lacey in passing and that Lacey used it to her advantage. Tiffany blushed and was clearly taken aback by the revelation. I couldn’t help but tell her that if she had. Slave wendy was well trained enough to know that I would not interfere with how a slave girl was used by her Master.Josh restrained her in a frame and pulled her legs as far apart as possible. Her hands were shackled high over her head and spread wide. He turned the slave girl upside down in the frame. He teased her clit and made her cum. He made sure her clit was fully erect and the hood as fully retracted, then he switched her between her legs. He struck her with the switch directly on her.