Nataliehad always been incredibly aroused by watching men violate her slaves, and tookgreat delight in thinking up new and various ways to torture the... as much aspossible in the process. Forcing a young man to become the bitch of older menwas part of the degradation and humiliation required to break their will to herown- she did not want subs, she wasn't a Mistress, she wanted slaves, she wastheir Owner. And she had much more in store for her latest acquisition. But allin good time... Garethhad. So sitting there in the warmth of the fire, my drink in my hand - andsecretly enjoying the soft and lovely fabrics I was wearing? I may havedozed off a little."Right Alice!" Tiffany was standing beside me, a black silk wrap withwhite edging in her hands. "Time to go!"I shook myself awake and stood as she put the wrap around me. It felt SOnice and I thanked her prettily. Then to my surprise, she led me to a car.It didn't take us very long before we reached a big house. She led us inthrough the. Since we were supposed to be sisters we decided to dress alike for theday and, as it was early Fall but not too chilly yet, settled on longsleeved wool dresses with knee length flared skirts and high collars.Francine's was maroon and mine a dark blue.Francine did her hair to match my favorite wig and we each selectedearrings and necklaces that matched the dresses. Francine treated me to amanicure and while the nails dried did my makeup. Our feet were incomfortable ankle boots with 3" heels and. "My shithole. My ass. My brown crease. My pucker. My anus. My butt. I want your tongue over it and in it. Right NOW!" Mom, I'm gonna lick and suck your asshole until it swells to a red, wrinkled pucker, like I've seen on the Internet just days ago."I could no longer contain myself and dove back and down, pushed her legs up until her knees pressed tightly against her fleshy boobs (damn, in all my haste I'd just ignored those lovely, succulent breasts. Well, we've plenty of time).With both hands,.