I had already made my mother cum three times and here I was pumping her wet pussy again. It was almost like I was watching someone else do this and it...was not real. I could feel the sensation that was building, and it always led to an orgasm. I leaned over and began to stroke her pussy making sure my shaft was rubbing her clit. I could see her face and chest begin to turn crimson again. I leaned over her and kissed her pushing my tongue into her mouth. She responded eagerly running her hands. He looked at the boss with terrified, pleading eyes. The boss pulled out a handgun and pointed it squarely into Matt’s new face, ‘I wouldn’t kill you before, people would look for you. Now nobody knows who YOU are. If I were you I would co-operate or you’ll end up dead. OK?’ ‘Y-yes, I get it. B-but what happened? How’d you do this to me?’ ‘Don’t worry about it and don’t say anything to anyone or we’ll kill you — just do everything your told and we’ll change you back when you’ve paid off your. She laid her head on his shoulder, breathing the warm scent of his skin, trying to process what had just happened. “Your left stocking seam was crooked when you came in,” he said. “The thrashing was a punishment. I’m sure you’ll be careful not to make the same mistake again. Now go and clean yourself up.”Property, she was just property, a slave who willingly served her owner in whatever way he chose. Emi shook herself out of her reverie. She must hurry now. She wrapped the black,. She quickly excused herself and went to the ladies room. Bob was smiling.**********On the drive home, Christine quietly told me I was right. “About what?” I asked.“About Bob,” she said. “Did you see what he did?”I lied and told her that I only saw her leave to go to the restroom. I told her I was worried about her because she was gone for a bit.She then told me how he fingered her through her slacks. How he pushed up so hard he made contact with her clit. She even said his thumb was playing.