Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * *...* * * * * * * * * * Two of the serving slaves were brought forward by the simple process of the rail system dragging them forward by their hair. One, a male, was positioned in front of a pillory-like device. The other, a woman, was positioned a few feet behind him. The pillory had the typical half circle for the hands and head, but there was. Lubed with cunt juice and cum and a wicked determination that would be satisfied until he got want he wanted. Micheal pressed harder and harder until his mother's anal opening, opened to accept his throbbing hardness in to his balls “Sshit!” Hayley groaned and grimacing, as she listened to her son say, over and over, “Fuck want a sweet ass...so tight!" Then Michael began his thrusts, and he smiles as he heard Hayley now whimper, "you're sick pervert, son," as he pummeled his mother's ass.. After a few seconds, I felt something hard begin to enter me. As it did I felt my hole open up; the object seemed to be cone-shaped, and Adam began slowly fucking me with it. I felt a little pain at first but after a few strokes, I was able to relax. There was a pause, and I felt something held against one side of my nose.“Take a deep breath,” Adam said, holding the other nostril closed. I took a big whiff, and smelled something sharp, not alcohol, but like some kind of cleaning fluid, and then. The stopover was for just one night, Saturday I had made and excuse to Roseanna that I had work to do and that I could not be away for more than 2 days, the house had 5 bedrooms all on-suit and all doubles with a mixture of double and twin beds, she had a maid, a Rumanian girl called hazel which I thought at the time was a strange name for a Rumanian but who am I to judge as it had occurred to me several times “what on earth am I doing here when I have such a beauty back in the village” but.