“Better get up slave or I’m going to continue slapping your balls harder and harder or until I feel like using it as a punching bag.” My eyes s...arted to adjust to the bright light and I could see the wife staring at me with a look of enjoyment as the pain continued to increase with every slap to my aching balls, I’m not going to lie it did turn me on a little to have her torture my balls. I started to say something but only a muffled groan came out as they had apparently put a ball gag in my. " It mulled a moment more... not that such hesitation made any difference, since each line was written in permanent marker on the contract and would not be coming off. Of course, out of prudence, I didn't voice that fact. Finally it said, "Very well. I agree." Good. Then we're nearly done." I wrote another quick line, "I, Ornias, agree that, once Olympias reaches the last ringwielder and gives him the ring, she will still be tied to it, in body and in spirit, until the last becomes the first. But I was speaking to my mother; of course I loved her. I began to realize though that I was also speaking to Judy, who, I realized, I also loved. I loved Judy in a way far different than the way I loved mom. "I really do love you." She was hearing my words as "Mom". We shared another long look. She looked only slightly relieved. "I love you Mom. And, ..." I added slowly, meaningfully, "I love you, Judy." She came fully alert at that. "I love you as my mother, but, ...." Oh please don't" she. “Oh Gary, I love what you do to me. You turn me on so much. God, that feels good.” I hissed.I kept glancing at the erotic image in the mirror, wondering who this sexy young woman was who was responding so totally to the digital stimulation of her vagina. I could see she enjoyed being fingered by the gorgeous hunk of a man who stood behind her. I could also tell she was going to get fucked tonight; fucked long and hard. I felt dizzy as I spread my knees even further to allow Gary greater access.