One particular slave made her so angry that she had to hurt him severely to make him understand that he wasn’t the one in charge here. The slave w...o she called “L” had tried to escape and she had to wrap duct tape around his wrists and ankles to insure that he wasn’t going to break the chains holding him against the basement wall. She also had to gag him with tape covering his mouth so he couldn’t yell out from the humiliation as she raped him with the end of her favorite weapon of choice:. From cabinet door, slightly ajar, she heard her child command."Sit up dear mommy and wipe those suds! Your tits I must observe." For close I am to shooting hot jism, and howl in capitalized words." No, my son, I must not obey." Wendy forced herself to get riled."For mothers who slut themselves to their young, forever shall be defiled."But her voice did quiver, and Billy observed her failing breath that finished.He pushed the cabinet door wide open and stared quite undiminished.In shadow beneath. After lunch i again helped clean up the kitchen and grandma started some laundry.Soon we were all sitting at the table again.Grandma asked well what would you like to do this afternoon Donny Any new Ideas? or fantasies pop into your head?Well I was kinda wondering is it ok to taste your pee and poop? Will I get sick or anything? Mom replied first I guess thats a good question.I think as long as were not sick with colds or flu or something it would be OK but I will ask my Gyno Dr. next week what. That was a long story best kept secret in mixed company.A long black limo pulled up to the fire hydrant. Vinnie had sent them the transportation since the funeral was in a small place all the way out in Queens. To Sal, Queens was like another country. It was a strange land filled with creatures that did not speak his familiar Bronx tongue. Besides, he knew it was the bailiwick of the Gambino's and he always felt uncomfortable with them inside his comfort zone.Vinnie was adamant that his key.