The submissive was clearly Hers, even though she spent most of her time with the tall one. There was a sorry scene in progress. Some wannbe had hired ... hooker to play submissive. It was just sad.Anyway, Miss Martel pushed Mistress Cynthia forward. It was like some kind of test. It took a couple of prods, but the scene was so sad. Mistress Cynthia probably could not stand it. The moment she took charge everything changed. She had everyone, even David, running to set things up. The hooker was. I told him "ok , so you want me to suck your dick?" he told me thats wat he wanted, and guided my head down to his growing with his hand. His dick started to get soft so i took the whole thing in my mouth and started bobbing just like he had done to me. His cock quickly became hard again and he started moaning saying little things like"oh yeah suck it" and "your so good". After it felt like an eternaty i felt him tensing up in my mouth so i got ready for his load. He said "i want you to. Did it last? Or more frightening…did she and her son become an internet statistic? Was this person that they left with, sane? Unfortunately, I will never know. I pray that the good lord kept his eye on her. One lady that came there was convinced that the only reason that her mate beat on her was because of the children. I felt so sorry for her. She was ready to give up her kids to go back to the monster that had beaten her for nearly 30 years. The same man that called her stupid more that 100. Something grandmother.”“Wait a minute!” I exclaimed as I held up my hands. “This isn’t one of those time loops, is it?.. where I end up being my own grandpa... or great, great, great, great... something grandfather?”I could feel my Weird Shit Meter start moving toward eight and I really didn’t like it. But then she shook her head.“No,” she answered with her silvery laugh. “You are not expected to make love to her.”“Then who?” I asked rather heatedly.“The Queen, of course,” she replied. Her.