He raised his voice as told me that I had no right’s to listen in on their conversation. I immediately told him I was so sorry for interrupting him....He was shorter than me by a few inches but was heavily muscled up and when he got right in my face, I could feel myself cowing down to him. We were inside this large barn sized structure where they keep these tire tubes for tubing and maybe there was 60 or more people inside and more outside. He orders me in this almost very loud speaker harsh. "Why don't we wait for our sessions and then it will be more stimulating for you."As she spoke my mind became flooded with things I'd seen in porn movies or in pictures and I just couldn't imagine for a moment that what I had known as my 'prim and proper mother' doing those to me.I blushed again and my dick was now raging up."Do you feel like you need to cum now Jacob?" said mom, looking down towards my crotch area under the table."Well... um... err... it just so happens mom, that... you. Each time he pushed his hardness into her, that spot inside her gave away more and more and she yelped in pleasure. It wasn’t a loud yelp, but a yelp that said, “keep going, I’m almost there” and he didn’t miss a beat. Just as hard, he pounded into her, over and over again pushing into her supple rubbery channel of love that enveloped his rigid rod in a tight, but yet soft grip. He slowed his thrusts into her down and he felt her around him even more. Suddenly, as he did, her body became stiff. He was neither delicate nor sensitive in his approach. The experience was completely negative and painful from Sarah’s perspective. The subsequent times were equally painful and miserable. She had seen other women being used similarly and did not have the impression that they were experiencing it the same way. But, with no mother or family member to rely for guidance, she endured the use of her body. There was an older slave woman among the household servants that she finally turned to.