I was angry at my mom being so strict and wanted to watch her get a rough gangbang. So me and my friends made a plan. The next evening me and my mothe... had gone out for some shopping.As per our plan i took a lonely road and my friends who were already waiting surrounded us. They acted like beating me up and pushed me aside. My mom got scared watching all this and tried to fight them. Now was alone against 4 of my friends ..she had no chance. Two of them caught her hands. They then tore her. And she knew it wasn't to be.Resigned to her place in life, at least for the night, she fed the fireplace another chunk of wood and curled up on the couch with a book. It was to no avail. All that could stay in her head was the forfeited plans for the night.It had been all so clear, so anticipated. The picture in her mind was that of all she had planned to do with him, for him. And, of course, his reaction to it. The much needed pleasure that surely would be rewarded back to her.Those warm. We were sitting at our table talking about the munch and enjoying ourselves when it happened. One of the Mistresses in the room caused an uproar that made the whole room stop what they were doing.I heard this loud crash and the sound of glass breaking. Then the high pitched shriek of a pissed off woman."You clumsy fucking bitch!" the Mistress said. "Look what you did to my beautiful new dress!" I am sorry Mistress! I will clean it up right away!" the girl said, dropping to her knees. "I'm. ”She jabbed and emptied the syringe into my arm while I was still pondering a world without STDs. She picked up something that looked like a rubber stamp cartridge, flipped my wrist over, and stamped me hard. It hurt worse than laser hair removal, “Ouch!” “See this?” she asked, ignoring my pain completely. There was a tiny angry red ‘plus’ on my wrist. “Think of it as a temporary tattoo. It gets absorbed as the viral prophylactic weakens. Tomorrow it’ll be light brown. In three months it’ll.