Brian is moaning.Brian then told mom to turn over and put her ass in the air. He then put a finger in her ass and mom said that hurt. So he got the ...ube and squeezed a bit in her hole, then inserted his finger again. Brian is pumping his middle finger in and out, making sure she is lubed and ready for another finger. Now having 2 fingers, mom is moaning in delight. Brian reaches over and gets the toy and lubes the head and moms hole.Mom is gasping as Brian is slipping the toy in her tight. No wonder they had refused to unlike them. What was she now? What was her status? A captive… A slave … some sort of plaything, a sexobject? What about sex? ‘What are you thinking?’ Mark asked irrelevantly ‘Am I a slave?’ ‘Yes.’ He had a gift for monosyllables. ‘What must I do?’ ‘You mean to avoid this?’ He held up the black white. ‘I suppose so,’ she admitted grudgingly. ‘I can understand that it is implicit in the question of obedience. That’s what slavery is, isn’t it? Total obedience? I’ve. I know you love me. We discussed this a long time ago, sweetheart. I’m not jealous. But be careful, and don’t hurt anyone, that’s all.’ Anne took Stan’s hand in hers, and stroked his face with her other one. ‘Nothing’s going to happen, Stan, not with Sydney. He’s a lovely man, and once I fancied him a lot, and had to hide behind myself, as it were, to stop anything happening. But those days are long gone. Our relationship is, and will remain, purely professional. Okay?’ ‘Okay, Anne,’ Stan said,. “You had one more you liked.”“Yes, actually there are two, but one is the primary. Its an experimental unit that uses some kind of miniaturized particle collider as the warhead. Supposedly you get a high intensity pulse of energy. The physics suggest that when it works, it will both strip ships of armor and wreck any and all unshielded electronics,” Brent said.“Are there issues with using it?” I asked.“The warheads are incredibly unstable. According to the data, they have to be transported.