I moved my hands all over her back. Mom moved her tongue on my cheeks and swirling it over my earlobes once in a while. It was so exciting.I held her ...lose and moved her hand down. I started caressing her buns first and then pressing them. Mom’s body was hot now. She pressed her front on my already pulsating cock.I put my hand inside her underwear and slowly moved the back side down. Mom moaned again. I then pushed down her underwear and mom was completely naked in my arms. I could feel the. I just connected one string of each core with one another and the change was immediate. My core gave out a faint sound before starting to beat rapidly but erratically, almost as if it was struggling to get back its rhythm after the long period of absolute rest.But that was all I needed. I let go of the strings and came back to consciousness. It took me a few moments to gather my bearings before I realised that I was on the shoulder of Tom, being carried to wherever his unknown boss supposedly. It’s what you are supposed to do,darling. It’s part of the Lord’s plan.“Mmmmmm! Your little cock seems to be getting bigger every day. Soon it’ll startgetting hair around it, and then Mama won’t be able to pet you like this any more. Itwouldn’t be right.”“Oooooh, Mama, never stop playing with my pecker!” Timmy begged as he pulled hismouth from the big rosy nipple he’d been sucking. He stared at the wetly gleamingstem of champable, suckable flesh, with the hairline slit at the end of it. The. Yesterday on your 35th birthday you became officially a slave. And you will from now on do everything either one of us tells you to do. Including getting up!"He then shackled my wrists and ankles with my body facing the wall and using the Cat-of-nine-tails proceeded to whip me over and over again. This was not just a whipping that I usually like, but a beating to teach me a lesson."Slut you must remember that you are never again to call me Billie, only MASTER. I am no longer Billie you son but.