. What on earth are we going to do now?" What are we going to do?" I repeated her question, "I'll tell you what we're going to do. You're getting the ...ell out of my bed and out of my house, and then we will never talk about this ever again. That's what we'll do."She rolled on her belly, resting herself on her elbows and looking away from me. She said: "There is no way in hell I am getting out of this bed while you're still here. I don't want you to see me naked." We just spend the past twelve. I laid there for 20 minutes or so trying to fall asleep, noticing an occasional bump coming from upstairs, so, being voyeuristic, I decided to check it out. I quietly snuck upstairs into my sisters room, sat on the floor and put my ear to the wall. I could hear the sound of the bed squeaking and mom softly moaning. There was no doubt, mom was having sex. The bed squeak would speed up and slow down, I think she was on top because I believe I heard him say "Ride me baby".This went on about 10. He wore a collar about his neck and chains ran from each ankle and wrist to hold him in position."Well, well. What do we have here? Looks like another puny MAN who has been brought before his betters!" she sneered."I am not for you, Mistress," spoke the subject of her scorn quietly."Listen worm, YOU are for whoever finds you in this position. I have now found you so that makes you mine!" To reinforce her statement she gave him a strong, slashing cut across the lower back with the crop she had. You can't stop by the road side. If you do, someone may stop to see if we need help, and I don't think we want any help with this," and she rubbed my crotch gently. With what sounded like affection, she said, "It's OK. I'll take care of you. Just don't run us out of the road. This will be a little distracting."With that, her hands slid to my zipper and belt, and suddenly I was unzipped and my pants were open. I felt her fingers reach inside my underwear and wrap around me. She said, "Where's.