"I don't think that would help in the least."Brad reached out and closed his hands over hers where they held the covers. "Are you naked under there?" ...e asked as he pulled down on her hands."I... I... I..." Lucy said as she resisted his hands. A moment later, she whispered, "Yes."Brad relaxed his hands and whispered, "Show me."Lucy moaned but shook her head.Brad pushed down on her hands again. "Show me," he ordered softly.Lucy moaned again and slowly let his hands push hers down. As the edge of. As she held his stiff prick in her hand, it got stiffer and throbbed very violently within her hand. This only made her grin even more wickedly.“Danny,” Karen began again. “How’d you like mother to bring you off right now?”“That would be great, mom!” Danny replied enthusiastically. “I would really love that!”“I thought you would,” Karen replied happily.Karen started to slowly stroke her own son’s cock up and down. Karen could feel the blood pulsing through his prick as it was flowing very. It said, enter the house, go to the guest bathroom, give yourself an enema, take a full shower, shave your ass/crotch, insert the butt plug, and put on the chrome cock ring. When finished, come to the top of the stairs, assume the slave position in front of our bedroom door (kneel with buttocks on your feet) and put on the blindfold on the doorknob.I followed the orders from Mistress (As she liked to be called during these scenes) and waited intently with the blindfold on outside our bedroom. The medical authorities and the coroner wouldn't let us bury the bodies until two months after their deaths. All three were cremated and this left a huge hole in our once large family.To make matters worse, one day I was out of the house, the military authorities called on Marjorie, wanting to talk to me. Marjorie told me she suspected that they had traced me somehow as a deserter. She was asked to tell them if I showed up.My world had suddenly collapsed around me. I had lost nearly everything;.