His mom nodded her head. “Good,” Brian smiled wickedly. Brian started counting, “one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.” H... snapped his finger. His mom woke up. She was still sat down, looking up at him. “What happened?” his mom looked confused and scared. “Do you know who I am?” Brian tested. “Yes. You are someone I must obey at all times,” his mom nodded.“Stand up slave,” Brian ordered his mom. Jennifer stood up. Her legs were straight and her arms were by her side. Like a. " When Diana tried to talk, Helen motioned with her hand for silence, "Please, just tell me why you were so certain that my death was imminent, and why you decided to not get me to professional help." Would you like some more coffee?" Laura asked, trying to tone down the situation.Helen sighed, "Sure," she said. "I apologize. This has been a rather harrowing experience for me. I thought I was in perfect health... Yes, I would like more coffee. And I'll try my absolute best to let you two. I tremble in fear and then feel a razor running up and down my legs and underarms. I feel a few hard smacks of the crop across my cock and balls and then the razor again. It is apparent that my cock and balls have been depleted of hair. Mistress orders me to take the wet cloth she hands me and wipe my newly shaven skin. As I do so, I can feel the new softness of my skin and get this tingly feeling. Mistress then hands me some things and orders me to put them on. Then I notice that her words are. “I thought you might want to talk.”“Why would you think that?”June ignore Allison’s abrupt response. “Lionel was worried about you but he thought you might not want him to call.”“He’s right there.”“He thought it didn’t go well, that he’d upset you.”“No. No, it wasn’t that.”“Well, sometimes it just doesn’t work out. You said you weren’t sure if it was for you. I was concerned about you, too. Just let me know if you want me to say anything to Lionel.”Something about June’s tone made Allison want.