Priscilla just sat texting in a chair. I chimed in that I could drop them off later and it was no problem. He looked at me very annoyed. “Fine, some...ne has to make money in this family” he said under his breath and headed for the door. Priscilla stood and walked out behind him. A few minutes when by when my wife asked if I’d go grab another bottle of wine. I headed into the house, gathered the bottle and placed it on the bar. I then headed to the bathroom to take a piss. I pushed the door open. She was going to be a perfect pleasure slave, one with a good mind as well as a willing body.Kim was awash with sensations. She had been given to one man and now a second who had immediately abused her. She realised then that her body was no longer her own and that she would be used. Far from being frightened, she thought of John. The long hours he had subjected her to explanations of gothic torture chambers, of the ways young girls had been made to please their masters, often so called priests. Anita continued to scan the slut's body looking at the bracelets and anklets. They matched the collar with no latches or hinges that she could see. Anita stood back and took in the entire picture of her slut, wearing nothing more than thin veils and chains. The only noticeable locks were on her stiletto heels. She then walked up to the slut and pulled the chain, rotating it across the slut's sensitive nubs, eliciting a gasp from the slave's open mouth.Jack looked at Anita and asked, "Well, what. Couldn’t believe it, and I began to sob as well. We stayed in our embrace for too long, so we finally stopped.Apparently, a good friend of Moms came over, and she didn’t respond to the knocking. The friend knew where the outdoor hidden key was.She ended up going upstairs finding her naked, smiling ... and dead!Fortunately, an autopsy wasn’t necessary, and she had been declared ‘dead by natural causes,’ at 44!Services were two days later, and the toughest thing that ever happened to me was.