Her both hands were tied with rope which was tied to ceiling where fans are fitted.She was weeping, I called mom and went near her.She was very happy ...o see me.Mom was completely drenched in sweat and her pallu was out of place and ample amount of boobs was visible. I saw her wet armpits, the odour of her sweat was very mesmerizing.I started to untie her hands but suddenly heard voices of some men. Mom told me to hide somewhere quickly. There was pile of wooden sticks, I quickly went behind. Jean said, ‘Any girl or guy with a collar on is a slave to Brad for the rest of their lives he can choose not to use this power but it is there, and he can use it at any time and the ones with the collars are aware of this. Now Jill and John are special slaves to him they must receive his cum every three days or they will experience terrific pain and that is not Brad’s doing that happened to these two in the sleep time. Brad has literally saved their lives.’ Remy said, ‘That is fantastic I. She moves her mouth up and down, each time taking me a bit further in. She starts going faster. I moan with pleasure and begin stroking the back of her neck. She puts her hand around the base of my shaft and strokes me as her mouth goes up and down. I start moaning louder. Just as I say “I’m cumming, baby. Here it comes!” she stops, sits up and says, “Not yet, big boy, it’s my turn now.”She sits back on the seat spreading her knees and letting her skirt ride up. I slip my pants the rest of the. I started asking her about her fantasies, what turned her on or what I could do to make her happy sexually. Like almost all women she shrugged her shoulders an said she really didn't have any fantasies an that I was doing just fine. I then asked what kinda things she'd done in the past an if there was anything that she really liked an might want to do again. Nope, nothing, it's like pulling teeth sometimes to get a women to confess her fantasies or anything that turns them on. I kept digging.