People were passing by on thepavement, some looking curiously, some hastily looking away, but the mencarried on as if it was totally normal, wheeling ...e up a ramp into theback of a vehicle where they locked the wheelchair into place.I saw my evil mother in law, coming out of the house, she was dressedimmaculately in a black trousers and a man's white shirt. She locked thefront door, speaking to one of the men before going over and gettinginto her car. The men got into the vehicle sitting in the. After another quick glance in the mirror she headed out into the dining room where she lit the candles and then grabbed the wine from the cooler. Checking the time again she opened the wine, grabbed a glass from the table and poured. Careful not to smudge her lipstick too much she took a slow sip from the glass, letting the dry fruitiness play over her tongue. Filling up her glass again she walked slowly to the glass door opening out onto the balcony and pulled back the curtains giving her a. "Why do you have the key?" she asked. As soon as she asked the question, I could see the answer come to her. She gave me a look I had never seen on her face before, and she leaned in to me to whisper in my ear. Her voice was suddenly huskier than normal as she said, "What did you have in mind?"That was all it took. The blood rushed immediately from my brain directly to my cock, and the testosterone took over. I refilled her wine glass, grabbed another beer, then took her hand and led her away. You do it slowly in front of me, your T-shirt first thrown across the room. Then achingly slowly, your boxers, my eyes glued to what will pop out. I watch as it pops out, standing proud, sticking out at me. I look up at my Master and my eyes are begging him for me to touch it. “Want it don’t you, kitten? But you were late!” Is all Master says, stepping out of his boxers. I’m drooling over my gag and find myself humping thin air. Master uses his strength by grabbing me and throwing me on the bed.