I wore leather straps with chain loops around my wrists, ankles, and thighs. i also wore a leather slave collar, of course. Out of a whim of particula... cruelty, my owner also placed a headband of white fluffy bunny ears upon my head. He had already proven himself a magician by such feats impertinent to this story. Let me only say he was powerful and cruel, and i desperately wanted to get away. By a stroke of luck he died, but his curse remained. i could not ever remove my bondage straps, and on. "My tits could be a little bigger though," she observed cupping herself through her top."Nothing wrong with your tits," I said.She said nothing but just looked at me."Fucking 'ell, talking with you is getting me hot," she snapped."Go and play with your toy for five minutes," I suggested, "while I find a game for us to play." Yeah, ok," she said jumping off the bed. "I fancy that car racing game on your 'playstation'." Right, I'll dig it out," I said.It didn't take long to set it up, for my. You don't really want me to put this in me, doyou?" Bobby asked incredulously."Uh huh, I sure do. I know this is something new for you, but Ithink you're going to really enjoy this. Remember - trust me, OK.Now, move over here and put one leg up on the bed. It'll make thingseasier."Bobby was having doubts about this whole business, but went aheadand set his leg on the bed, reaching around behind him with thejelly on his fingers and began to gingerly apply it to his anal area."That's it, darling.. Back and forth, I was staring down at Mom, dimly becoming aware this wasn't The Exorcist, it was me, not some demon, that was making her throat bulge like that. Was I a demon? The thought strangely excited me and I moved faster in Mom's mouth, stayed longer in her throat. The sloppy sucking sounds filled the room. Then suddenly, it was upon me. I burst forth, coating her throat, mesmerized by Mom's pulsating neck, knowing it was me flooding inside her. "Ohhhhhh, Goddddd," I moaned, over and.