While I was writing them, I remembered asking my mother where she had gotten the eyes in the back of her head, if she had to special order them or if ...hey were issued with her first baby. I needed them more than ever now, but not for my original reason. Then it was to keep an eye on the guys to keep them from getting into trouble. Now it was to keep an eye on everything else. The guys were good, but there was so much dangerous shit going on we all needed extra sets of eyes.A couple of weeks. ” I looked around the room meet a bunch of smiling faces. “But really, this was for you.”I looked at him quizzically. He continued. “Mom, you have become everything that you’re meant to be, what every woman is meant to be. You’ve become a fully liberated sex slave.” He smiled Cheers rang through the room. “Thank you master.” I smiled One of the men brought foreword a briefcase and removed some documents and placed them on the table in front of us. I looked at the paper. “This is a sex slave. I am stubborn though and I will refuse to be defeated. I’m rocking myself back and forth, desperately pleading with you, not with words but with the tone of my incoherent voice. “You want more?” you ask in a way that makes me think you won’t care what answer you receive. “yesssssss, fuck yes” I moan even though I never actually decided. A third finger stretches me, it starts to hurt, but the fact that I know I won’t stop you, even if you introduce numbers four and five makes me gasp. I’m. And when he pulled out a while later, his cum followed and gushed out of my pussy too. Although it was less than ten minutes with his penis inside me, I was surprised that I felt a kind of feeling that I had never felt before! The feeling was indescribably different from usual. The feeling of a hard cock inside me, which was not my hubby’s cock, was indescribable! My innermost feeling was the guilt but yet not! I felt bad and yet I felt so good. I should stop but I seemed to be craving for.