He leaned back to look into my eyes. What he saw there must've satisfied him, because he kissed me once again roughly, before bending down to sweep my...legs out from under me in one swift motion, holding me in a cradle position. I giggled as he started for the stairs, and carried me into his room. He threw me onto his bed and stood at the foot of it. "Mm, you have no idea how many times I've pictured exactly what I'm seeing," he said as he lifted his T-shirt up and over his head, throwing it. "I don't know what else to say, honey." Are you mad at me?" Mack asked. "For what happened last night?" No, honey, I'm not mad at you. I'm just trying to understand. The obsession you have," she replied."The obsession I have with writing about incest, or the obsession I have with you?" he asked."Both, I guess," she replied."I can't explain it, Mom. I just know that I experience it and feel it. I know that you think it's wrong, but I don't. So where do we go from here?"She looked into his eyes.. Then, finally, she pushedit all the way in and I screamed from pure extacy.Earlier this evening I had been the one who would do the entering, andnow here I was, a woman myself, tied with my hands, a pussy inches frommy face being rubbed to a climax while the owner of that pussy waslaying on top of me, her breasts just touching mine as she was forcing adildo into my pussy. My cunt. My vagina. My female sex organ. Ohh, torealize that as I was laying there. It added to the overall arousal Iwas. ”“You’re hiding something. Spill it.”Jake felt Harris deflate.“The hallmarks of a well-constructed slave are loyalty and obedience. When I sold them to other mind readers, they expected both qualities. But no mind reader would buy one without assurance that I wasn’t planting an agent in their household.”“Assure them how?”“I’d stick in a loyalty control during their preparation. Initially they were imprinted on me. Upon delivery and payment, I would tell the buyer how to locate the control. He.