" He produced a gold collar and buckled itaround my submissive neck, clipping a lead to it. "Now you ARE my slavegirl and completely under my power." ...he girls invited us to sit downwhile they got ready. I was breathing heavily with excitement as Seumasran his hands over my breasts, tugging the clips on my nipples. I hissedwith the pain/pleasure of it. He moved this hand down to my new mound,searching for a way in through the gap in my harem pants. HE found it andI could feel his finger enter. She has a given name but I always call her “Friend”which continually reaffirms our relationship. She isfive years older than me at 29, about my size at 5’10”and 160lbs and resembles Lisa Sparxxx the porn star butnot as pretty. She is well padded with somewhat saggingDD tits, and plump enough that she qualifies as “builtfor comfort”. She laughs when I say that and says shedoesn’t like speed anyway. If a guy is too quick then hemight not get another ride.. And watch the girls. They're going to be hanging on to their boyfriends, literally, as soon as they see you. I'll bet a bunch of the kids won't even recognize you."As we pulled into the school parking lot she looked at the kids plodding toward the prison of learning, then at me. "I hope you're right," she said as she gnawed at her bottom lip.Our high school was campus-style, with a main building for general classrooms, one for the science labs and a third was strictly arts, theater and music.We. Me and mom watched proudly as the bare walls of our room was painted bright yellow. It was the last work to be done. Me and mom held hands while watching the completion.Little did we know that this bond was about to get stronger. As I was seeing mom after a long time I spent most of the day with my mom. I don’t know why but that particular day I could not resist seeing the women in her. I watched and admired her figure without her knowing. While she was hanging clothes on the line she would.