“What are you doing Mom?” he said in his best actor’s voice. Julie now noticed her situation. She had just taken off her dress in front of her s...n. He had seen her without a dress many times but not suddenly like this in the kitchen. “I think I’m having an anxiety attack,” she said as she looked down at her son. “Pull off your slip and just stand there for me to see,” Josh sent this thought. Julie felt another wave of anxiety flow over her and she quickly removed her slip. She was now standing. . The morning passed uneventfully. Morons needed babysitting. Morons got babysat. Requests came in. Requests went out. All things I much rather would have been doing at home in pajamas with either a game or some porn on my personal computer to liven things up a bit. I squirmed in my chair. I would definitely rather have some porn in the background. After a few weeks of working alone at home, I suspected I had Pavlovian conditioned my cock to expect some personal attention every morning. Even. Their big eastern dicks throbbed at my Mum's sexy, naked, squirming form. The camera switched from the full view to close ups of Mum's sexy bare feet, being lashed nastily with the canes. Her soles flexed and froze, flexed and froze as the sticks beat her soles, and she yelled in torment."No! Please Stop! Ohhhh, God! HHoooooohhhh, God!", she went, with her hands clawing desperately at her boobs and rubbing hard at her crotch, while the rods whacked down on her poor exposed feet! When they. Meanwhile, Marek had stopped punishing Alexa and his slave was curled into a ball on the floor. He clicked his fingers and repeated the hand signal for the 'display and fetter' position. Alexa took a little longer to adopt the correct posture but this time she kept perfectly still, even when Marek slid the crop handle inside her vagina and left it sticking out to detect any slight movement of her body. Stephen counted the remaining seconds off in his head while his son watched the tip of the.