You instruct me to tie her to the bed. I do so quickly, you seem very agitatedYou have me suck her nipples while you strap a vibe to her clit and put ... dildo in both her pussy and her ass.She starts shaking.'THAT slut will stay here. But not you'I wonder what you have in store for me, as you tell me to bite her nipples hard.Without warning, you grab my hair and pull me away from her.You remove her collar and put it around my neck, fastening it just slightly too tight to be comfortable.You. " Do you know what might have happened, Mrs. Dowell?" Seth asked."I just answered your question!" Zeke interrupted before his wife could say anything. "Was there anything else that you wanted?" No. Thank you very much, and once again, I'm sorry about your son."Mrs. Dowell nodded, a tear in her eye, but her husband merely grunted and showed Seth to the door.Seth went out to his car and drove it just around the corner. He parked the car, lowered his seat and tried to sleep. Jerome's father had. Samantha woke up with only vague memories of the test – but with her body covered in sweat, like she'd been running a triathlon. She was thirsty, and the sleep of the test hadn't refreshed her – it was like sleep training in that respect.Her mother was holding on to her hand as her ability to focus slowly returned. "Well?" Monica demanded."That ... was ... rough..." She found she was panting from shortness of breath, too. Wearily she sat up."Should we postpone your birthday party?" Monica. She neatly folded his tweed jacket and dropped it to the ground in front of him. Eve dropped to her knees on the folded jacket as Greg looked on with disbelief. She made short work of undoing his belt and dropping his pants and underwear to his shins where they bunched up basically binding his legs together limiting his ability to move his lower body at all.Greg's cock was a healthy six inches long and thick as a good sized banana. Just right for what Eve was planning to do. Greg could not.