I love being made a slutty slave-girl, and I tried to make an appointment with my mistress Ulla every two weeks. But this time she had something very ...pecial for me in her mind. She grabbed a long leather coat and I had to put it on. The coat just covered my wrist cuffs but could never cover the front of my collar. She told me I had to go from her house to the train station in our town. There I had to pick up, from a luggage locker, the keys to unlock the corset, collar and cuffs. I was quit. His blood-alcohol level was 1.80, twice the legal limit. He was immediately charged with two counts of Vehicular Manslaughter and would be spending the next 25 years in jail. I never saw my Uncle Ralph again.My Aunt Rose and my two cousins were left penniless and the bank took their house away with a snap of their fingers. Being family, my Father invited them to live with us while things quieted down and to give them a roof over their head until my Aunt Rose could get things together.I could. Dave finished rolling the joints and the three of them went out to the screened in back porch."Here, take a hit," Dave said as he passed a joint to Lynn.Lynn took a hit, passed the joint to Greg, and took a drink of her beer. They passed the joint around until it was gone and Dave lit another. Once the second joint was too small to smoke, they leaned back to enjoy their buzz."I need another beer," Lynn said as she put her bottle on a small table.Greg got up, went to the kitchen, and grabbed. Moving my head down further I felt his hand hit the back of my head, pushing it down on on him and I took him into my mouth, letting his cock hit the back of my throat as my fingers slid down to taunt his balls slightly, rubbing them. When he moaned for me I pulled my mouth back and found his sacks, sucking them slowly, one at a time before coming back up to lick his head, noticing that it was leaking pre-cum. "Keep going you little slut." He hissed. With that my head dipped back and I sucked.