Silence ensued and the daughter finally demanded to know what was going on. I asked Jean if she wanted to answer that question, or should I. Jean said...I should so I waited till we all had drinks and told her daughter in some detail how it came to be that Jean was in a chastity belt and why. Jean has become so submissive that she didn’t even try to stop her daughter when she pulled up her skirt and exposed the belt. Silence again, and then she laughed. She said it’s about time something like. "John knew Paul was in a bad situation and that he just wanted to run. Sohe continued. "Paul please just stay here for for a few minutes so I cantell you more. First, it's OK. I'm not mad at you or grossed out by it sodon't worry. I know you feel embarrassed but try to relax and justlisten. There is a reason I'm bringing this up to you. Not to embarrassyou but hopefully to make you feel better about it. I probably wouldn'tsay anything if it weren't that I understand better than you think."With. There were strict laws to keep under-aged girls pure for when they were bought. One of the classes was on how to give a good blow-job?now that name always got me since you are sucking now blowing. But if you were top in your classes you had a better chance of getting a really good Master. There was only one thing a girl could wear until she was owned. That was a loose dress that came down to her knees and she always had to sit with her legs spread open. Father would have people over some nights. .." she gasped through dog-cum-stained lips, "you're home... I hope you had... a good time."The blonde girl was too stunned to speak. Her alcohol-drugged mind spun with feelings of jealousy and confusion, as she imagined that her mother had taken her private lover away from her, just like she had always imagined that her dates would have rather spent their time with the older woman. But at the same time, now, the teenager felt a stab of pure, burning lust shooting through her tingling young.