Bethany seemed a bit eager to damage little Miss Remy. Julian wouldn’t even trust his slaves with his real name as if by some magic that trust would...grant them power of some kind. The fake name that he had given her, “Sirius” meant burning in Greek. He had decided that he was to be the flame burning away all of her past self.But she didn’t catch that. Nor could she be expected to, but it was still a bit disappointing. There was something compelling about her—something precious. There was always. Didn’t she enjoy it? So much that she masturbated thinking of him? But wasn’t she forced? But didn’t she buckle too easily?She was so docile. She took him to the bedroom and removed her clothes on her own despite knowing his intentions. But he threatened her that he was an ex-convict and her primal instincts opted for self-preservation. What will Prasad think if she tells?Already he was apprehensive that she might cheat on him, and he would use this as proof. Even if he didn’t think, his family. It was nothing I ever tried during sex before.“You like that, don't you, Mom?” Travis asked.“Yes, I do, sweetheart. Now, I want you to take off your mother's panties,” I let him know, as I smiled at him.“I can do that,” Travis said just before he kissed me once.He climbed down toward my crotch and slowly pulled off my panties. My pussy was completely shaved, and then I knew his cock had to be as hard as a rock.“Nice Mom, you are a total MILF,” Travis said.“Prove it,” I replied.So he did just. Ryan told me that you’re not into pain.”“I’ve never done any kind of S&M, so I don’t really know. But I don’t think I’d like it.”“That’s fair. Do you think you’d like to inflict pain? Do you like to slap your partners? A lot of people are uncomfortable about inflicting pain.”“I’ve never done that. I don’t know.”“Okay, we’ll leave the hardcore S&M off the table, at least for now. If down the road you think you want to explore that aspect of your sexuality, we can take it slow.”“Michael and I are.