This story tell how this went down. Having been given my assignment I thought about how to approach this and decided the best way was how I had done...everything so far to date. Just ask. So I walked by Shelly's house several times a day till one day she was working on the yard. She was wearing a tank top all sweaty. This woman also had the biggest boobs of any woman we knew also. She was tall, about 5.11 or maybe even 6 foot, long jet black hair with kind of a Bettie Paige cut. Cute butt and. I opened those virgin lips and kissed them. She leaned back on the table letting a moan “aaaahhhhaa…”. I pushed my tongue into the pink folds of her cave to taste those virgin juices. The aroma was divine and the nectar tasted as salted honey. I licked, sucked and chewed her pink fold and pushed my tongue deeper and deeper; to which she expanded her legs and raised her hips to allow me drink those fluid of joy coming out of her.After about 5 minutes she was completely wet from inside and my. .. after a while she comment's seeminglyout of the blue."A good collared bitch wouldn't be afraid to really worship her ownersfeet, right bitch?" Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I whimper then lean in to take her left foot inmy mouth and start to suck.. at least this creates a faint groan ofsatisfaction from behind the paper...I swap between her feet as I go, licking and sucking and stroking... itlasts for an age, until my jaw is tired, and all I can smell or taste isher feet, and the damp nylon that. ” My jaw dropped. “What the fuck.”The Mother stood up, “I will mix your seed with my sap, and when my daughters drink from me they will never stray from the flock again; they will love me unconditionally, as your slaves love you.” “Um… can we talk about the ethics of this for a second?”“Ethics?” The Mother smiled for the first time, “Elena Straltaira, you are a killer, a slaver, and a rapist. Most of all, you are an outsider. Do not lay the burden of your ethos on me.” She stepped forward, and.