Dad’s due home any minute now and I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t agree with what Mum’s doing between my legs at this moment in time.Even though I...��ve just come, I feel that stirring in my groin again, but this time it overpowers me. I know what’s coming next. My pecker begins to swell.I panic and look down as Mum begins to work her way down my legs with the towel. Her cheek brushes against the tip of my swelling cock. It’s then that she notices my erection.“Again! Already? Seriously? That thing's. . STARING! So now I’m like “WTF is her problem?!”I finish up my shopping and head to the cashier. Guess who is there ahead of me? Right. The staring lady! She turns around and starts staring at me again. So I start playing with my phone because at this point it’s getting weird. Super uncomfortable!Finally, she says “I want to apologise for staring at you, but you look just like my son who passed away”. I thought to myself ‘Oh it makes sense now’. I felt kind of bad for thinking she was a weirdo. I tried with all my strength, but I couldn't free myself from their chains. Finally I heard them come back into the room. When they took off my blindfold, I couldn't help but be impressed with them both. They were identically dressed, except Suzy wore red, and Sally wore black. They each had on a corset, laced tightly in the back, with half cups for their gorgeous tits, which stuck out firmly, their big nipples protruding from dark aureoles. At the bottom of the corsets were garters that held. She whimpered helplessly. Whenever she moved, her tits swung with the clamps accentuating the motion. In the midst of all the pain, Jenny also found subjugation. Finally, she let go. She surrendered, she stopped being anything more than a fucktoy, a whore for her Husband.,Tom stood over her, his cock erect at the sight of her pain and subjugation. He kneeled on the large ottoman, positioning himself by her face. He looked down at her cum-stained face, grabbed her hair and put his cock-head at.