.." his voice, when he got it to work, was a croak."DAD! What is it? You're frightening me!"He cleared his throat. "Jan ... your mother's dead." What!...How? When?" I picked her up at Heathrow ... she said her leg hurt. We were on our way home ... we were near Oxford ... and she got really ill. She died, Jan. I took her into Oxford, to hospital. But she died, Jan..." I'm on my way home, Dad." No need, darling. There's nothing you can do..." Yes, there is. I can cry on your shoulder, Dad." The. The van doors opened and i felt somebody unbelted my wheelchair seatbelt and two men gabbed me. They said "he is very sexy." They carried me down some stairs and somebody opened two doors then they put my feet down and they walked me to something hard then somebody took the handcuffs off of me. Somebody hold both of my hands back behind of my back and somebody else placed the handcuffs back on my wrists. Somebody holding me against it felt like a table and somebody else searching me. I. As I pushed my tongue into the tight rosebud of Grace's ass, I felt a wonderful sensation. April had crawled up onto the bed with us and gotten underneath me to take my cock in her mouth. As I pushed my tongue in and out of Grace's tight ass, April was sliding her mouth up and down on my cock. Her hunger for cock was voracious. I had never felt someone so enthusiastic about fellatio before. It felt like her tongue was another hand, grabbing and stroking me as she slurped noisily between my. Tall and beautiful, all snowy skin and creaking black leather that covered everything but her head, tits, and cunt. She was a Domme, a sadistic Bitch who collected lost toys and returned them to their owners for a 'reward' as she called it. Or if un-owned, like me, it worked out even better for her. She could keep me for herself, or more likely sell me to the highest bidder and that was a bad way to go. The Pain Mongers would snatch me up quick. There were people who came to this planet looking.