We ate breakfast in silence, and I was still thinking about what had happened this morning. If she was not blackmailed, why would she show up naked on...my doorstep claiming to be my slave? I really wanted to know what was going on but I had no idea how to ask the right questions. And what was all this talk about committing suicide if she failed her mission? It was clear that this was something that should not be dealt with in a hurry. I knew quite a bit about suicidal persons and talking to them. (When I asked dad he said no) After some days mom getting more makeup. All the young boys crazy to see her status (38dd-30-40d) Sometime I’m getting horny and used to jerk off at bathroom..2 days later I came back from gym saw ‘toms’ bike there.. The main door is not locked so I entered slowly and saw mom taking her hot pictures by Tom.. Sometime tom slap, bite her butt mom enjoying and like that with a little moan.. Tom open half of her legging and starting to suck her butt.. Mom closed her. I could see myself in the wall mirror. Heavy brass cowbells had been attached to my new nipple rings. I heard further laughter and saw that I was being stared at by several mask figures."You going to call her Tinkerbell now?" some one giggled."Oh! This is just for fun." My mistress replied.I was left hanging there for what seemed an eternity, I was released from my bonds and the ceiling ring. I fell to my knees. My face on the floor. I looked up to see my Mistresses boots before my face. I knew. Samantha dropped the skirt and looked her daughter in the eyes."How did you get a dick", she asked, trying to stay calm herself. Cadence sighed and explained everything. "That's crazy", her mother said. Then a thought struck her. "So, um, is this the reason you were having sex with Kelly?" Yeah. Kelly can't seem to control herself around it", Cadence said. "And, to be honest, it felt amazing. I think I'm beginning to understand why guys like fucking so much." "I'll bet, especially with a.