Moore spoke up, “Yeah, she sure did. She liked getting fucked in the ass best of all, didn’t you, Sylvia?” Sylvia shyly smiled and nodded. She w...s unable to speak. The man continued. “Turn around and show us your ass, Sylvia.”She did as she was told. All eyes present stared at her firm, rounded asscheeks. The black g-string ran between them in her asscrack.“Spread your asscheeks,” Mr. Moore commanded.Sylvia ran her hands over her asscheeks, sending shivers up and down her spine. Then she spread. I'll have to hand it to Mom-- she's very conscientious and seems to worry considerably about being a good parent. More than anything else, she worries that I won't get proper care during those times she has to be out of town. She doesn't seem to realize that I'm a fifteen-year-old boy who is well able to take care of himself. No matter how much I plead and argue my maturity, she simply will not agree to leaving me alone by myself overnight. When those occasions arise that she has to be away,. Her hair/mane and tail flowed out behind her like a banner as her legs thundered out a frantic rhythm of freedom. Her breasts started to bounce uncontrollably and she suddenly stopped with a squeak of pain. Veronica had forgotten that her breasts were well formed and full. They had developed quite nicely during her years of immobility and this was the first time she had ever run with them in their ripe adult form. The sudden bouncing had hurt them and she returned self-consciously to have. In future you will dress, speak, walk, think, and act exactly as I dictate. You will be mine to do with exactly as I please, your body and mind will belong entirely to me, for me to use however I choose. However, should you fail to be swayed by my words and not come in your pants, then I will release you and you will be free to leave. Is that clear?’ What choice did I have? He was way too powerful for me to fight off, Lord knows I was nearly exhausted from trying. At least the way he presented.