You may touch, but please, no penetration - that pleasure is reserved for the winner."From the darkness in front of me a group of men emerged. Their p...sition in society was betrayed by their perfectly tailored suits and the confident way in which they carried themselves. They were a varied group in appearance, after all, there are billionaires all over the world, but they were all exceedingly handsome - I had made sure invitations went only to men I found attractive, after all, this was my body. To confirm what he already knew, Albert asked his mother, “Are you pregnant?”She lowered her head and said, “Yes,” in a low subdued voice.“Am I the father?” Albert asked.“Yes,” Linda responded in a low submissive voice.Albert decided to let his mother have the baby, being he was sure that he was responsible for her pregnancy and there was no problem with Linda taking drugs. While at home, she continued to live as her son’s submissive property, fucking and performing oral sex, while the baby in. The father, who had quickly heard of the event, suddenly disappeared with his other daughters, and it was never known where he had fled to until his death, which occurred in an obscure village in Holland.The two now elderly and rich daughters returned and resided in Kent. They engaged a butler who soon won one of them and induced her to marry him. He built a new house on the property, and when last I heard of them the unmarried sister was living with them, and, doubtless, as they had been. And no matter how hard I struggled, there was nothing I could do. Every time I tried to sit up, he placed a hand on my shoulder and forced me back down. Every time I tried to shy away from his touch, he pulled me closer, and touched me all the more. When I tried to speak through by gag, to beg him to stop, he only chuckled. My heart hammered, and I felt my breath come heavy and quick in my chest. This was happening. This was actually happening. What was I going to do?"You're so soft..." he.