Once more the naked slave, she felt the collarslide around her neck, the heavy belt locked around her middle. When he made her stand on the table so h... could cuff her ankles, Jennifer blushed at the thought of how obvious the wetness of her pussy must be from his perspective.With her hands firmly cuffed behind her back, there was little she could do to protect her modesty. Indeed, she had been taught to always keep her legs apart when collared for her user`s convenience, and Jennifer always. With her voice and looks I Didn,t think she,d have many problems in that department. “Afraid you,re my Go Boy! When you,re not helping set up the ads or line up records or tapes to be played you get the coffees, cokes or burgers from the cafe next door!” She told me. “Sorry but I,m a bit of a slave driver when I get started!” she told me. I soon found out she Wasn,t lying that she made me do lots of menial tasks for her but I was so smitten I,d have walked over live coals for her. I found out. ” She said. “I know what makes him distracted and how to work behind the scenes. He works so hard for his family, that he sometimes doesn’t notices what’s going on in the background.” I began to calm down hearing that mom knew what she was doing, but I still had a few reservations. “We should probably get going Brian, your father wont be back home for a few days, so that may leave us alone for quite a while.” Mom said with a glowing smile. We put our clothes back on, packed up all our things,. I kind of coughed or cleared my throat you could say to get her attention when I did she looked up at me with her bluish gray eyes that were stunning, as we stood there gazing into each others eyes. I decided to break the trance by asking her if she wanted to come in and commented on how the rain should never rain upon something as beautiful as she was. It was cheesy but I got me a little laugh as she came in. She seemed a little shy I could tell by the redness of her face which made her look.