My school was becaomming more of a challenge, my pubes were commin in, my dad had just divorced my mom, and my best friend had moved away to nebraska....I always wanted comfort by anyone and a big way for me to forget my problems was to get little jobs here and there helping neightbors and car washes... the stpuid things like that. my mom was so proud of me and thought i was very good at what i did. one day i came home from doing my neighbors back yard when my mom was doing the laundary. my mom. She tried to jerk away, and the hand on her throat tightened. This got the response M knew it would, she rocked her ass towards the plug and the hand that was holding it in place. M chuckled low, and she immediately knew it was him, only his laugh at that particular point in time could make her shiver like she did. He kept his hand on her throat but released the pressure a bit and used his other hand on her head, forcing the man's cock further down her throat. He knew she loved cock in her. She said she needs me to help her with her dress so she doesn't mess up her makeup. The dress is also black and just bearly covers the lace band of her stockings. I asked her about panties but she said it's a waste of time. I asked where she was going? She said Mike has set up a small gang bang for her and she was going to his place. I asked how many guys? She said she wasn't sure but he told her that at least six of his friends told him that they would be there. I've watched her with five guys. "Your screams are childish, only moans of pleasure may come from your lips during our sessions." I scream around the gag but he continues and begins to beat me mercilessly. And continues. And continues. Until my body is beet red and extremely tender. “Now, time for some more fun.”With that, he produces a set of brutal looking nipple clamps and clips them on me, causing me to choke out a moan of pain. “This is for your own good, you nasty slut. I'm training you. I'm teaching you to handle the.