She also started wearing the type of bras that let you see a woman's nipples through her shirts. She also started to brush up against me often, looked...for hugs that lasted a bit too long, and started calling me her "baby".One day I decided to check out her computer to see what she had been looking at that had been inspiring her. To my shock I noticed the MILF sites she had been checking out were about Mothers with their sons. Shit! I had fantasized, masturbated, and even dated women based on. “The monster was already there,” I said. “It was just waiting to find a crack in the cage holding it in.”“Why don’t I feel better?” asked Hannah into my chest.“Can’t help you there,” I said. “All I am is the big, giant penis who invaded your household.”“And which,” said Hannah, standing back and staring up at me, “is what pried open the bars of her cage.”“Well, I suppose I did pry her open,” I said, grinning. I thought I might have gone too far, but she just slapped me on the chest and said,. ‘You feel good about that, yes?’ ‘Yes….’ ‘A woman who offers you everything that she does…. and loves to kneel before you to kiss places that your girlfriend avoids….’ ‘Yes!’ This fascinated me because he had not directly mentioned this. I was not sure if Jane was just suggesting another false comparison, but later learned that it was a lucky guess on her part, which she amplified into a suggestion. ‘Would you feel better if you knew it was true?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘And how would you find out if it was. " Those were Mistress' words, and they made Caela stop, her heart leaping into her throat with a surge of relief.Mistress Ashley thrust a ball-gag into Miranda's mouth and firmly fastened it. Then she walked over to the panel on the wall, turning on the electro-shock. A surge of electricity zapped Miranda's young tits. The girl writhed and groaned in her chains, her breasts jiggling in a strangely alluring way."Now…back to business, slut. Cut off that worthless man-slut's prick!" Caela paled,.