Her assistant Greta was performing well and the pair of hairless sex-toy slaves Golda and Jacob were helping her to keep on a creative high and the mo...e she indulged her orgasms the more advanced the energy project progressed.The loss of the Russian oil fields meant that the Nazi war machine had to find alternative sources of energy and they were already cruising on the edge of disaster with their shortfalls in almost every sector.Greta was a key to keeping the project on track. The silly cunt. "I know she's gone, I felt it all, now my darling Brooke I want you totell mother everything from the beginning. Then we'll speak as motherand daughters do, one warning I can spot a lie a mile away."I told her about everything from the day of my birth and my true age tothe day I could recall sentience as to my real self. I spoke of my realhome and parents and what they and I did. My rape and the injustice ofthe social system angered her with her sitting closer and holding mecloser to her. I. There was Molly, the playful puppy, Gordo, the lazy old grandpa, and Pete, the protective one. They were Anna’s babies, and Cass had been given the job of looking after them while Anna had been in the hospital. The living room was close to spotless, save for the few stray chew toys that Molly had drug out and around the room. She lay on the floor playing with a squeaky toy that was driving Cass just a little crazy. Gordo lay on one of the huge leather couches with his head resting on his paws.. Why don't we go sit on the couch, and you can get that eager little tongue of yours reacquainted with my thirsty pussy.”I couldn’t have agreed more. Within minutes my wife was laid back on our sofa, my tongue slipping eagerly between her labia.Mandy giggled irreverently. “I do so enjoy a Sunday Service!”Our living room was soon echoing to Mandy’s moans and exhortations as my lips and tongue got down to serious business.***That afternoon I ordered a second chastity device, almost identical to my.