It wasn’t long before her defeated sister, leashed and bound, shuffled wearily behind Mistress out the door, leaving Amanda to herself.She hadn’t ...hought of the bathroom or other necessities like eating. All she had fixated on was surviving the task at hand. Now that she was self-aware, Amanda felt the need to go. She also felt the empty ache of a stomach that didn’t have a breakfast filling it.The recording still droned on. It had become background static for her. She was sure that her brain. Michael wasn't a surly teen, he still loved helping her."I already let the groceries sit for a few minutes," she said, pecking him on the cheek as he walked into the kitchen. "So give me a hand getting them into the fridge."His mother was always a pleasant sight to see, but at the moment, somehow, it was even more pleasant than usual to see her. Her face was a bit flushed and she was perhaps a little flustered, probably from getting the timing off with their groceries. She liked to feel that. "I did so, they looked carefully, and were amazed to see the hair."How did you do THAT?" exclaimed Katelin."First, Wayne, please check it's the same hair, has the same knots, all that sort of thing."Wayne picked the hair out of my hand and held it up to look at it closely. He declared, "It's the same hair all right. That's a great trick. How did you do it?"While I was answering, I also reached up and took back the hair from Wayne. I said, "I told you, I'm FAST! I did that demonstration because. It was different, doing it like I would for a man. Not being tied down and face fucked. I had more control and the dog's cock wasn't slamming into my throat.It wasn't pleasant. I didn't want to do it. But then, isn't that the point? Isn't that why they get so much pleasure from making me do it? Isn't that why I am going to cum so hard later when I am watching the next DVD and playing with my pussy?I was anxious to get this over with so I sucked him as hard and as fast as I could. I discovered.