Molly quickly pushed her face into the bowl and began eating the oatmeal. Mirasat on the couch and watched. Molly felt so strange and humiliated eatin... foodlike a dog, but she was afraid and did was she was told. She finished the foodquickly, and licked the bowl clean. "Very good," said Mira, patting Molly on the head.Mira walked back into the kitchen and returned with another gag. This one hada long tube coming out of one end. Molly wasn't sure what the tube wasfor, but she quickly found out. . I mean ... sorry about that, Ms. Patricia. I’ve been trying not to cuss as much.”“Jimmy, what if I told you - I want you to fuck me? Would you? Would you never breathe a word to anyone, not even your mom or dad?”“OH WOW! I would love to fuck you. Are you sure? My dick isn’t as big as Eddie’s, and I’ve only fucked four times.”“Eddie showed Becky and me a new way for a man and woman to fuck each other. Would you like to try it with me?”“Oh, Yes Ma’am. I’ll try anything new if I get to be with. "These," she said as she fingered a golden stud. "Are,I think we all agree, pretty but…" In her hand she held two silver rings.Underneath the waiting slave she replaced the studs with the rings and hookedto each slender chains. "These," she showed her guests after she had scoopedup more items, "are one pound weights. We'll start with them." What were once defined pectorals distorted to conicalshapes as the weights attached to the nipples pulled skin and flesh. Sandraattached a black collar. My sweet wife was looking really hot and turning into a vivacious creature that was hard to resist. She was becoming every day most beautiful, young and sexier…But Jamal had control over her. His monster cock and his filthy personality had her doing his will. As long he fucked Ana with his massive black dick, she would do what that black bastard asked her to do…One evening as I returned home from work there was a strange car again in the driveway and I knew what that usually meant. As I entered.