My promise to cook dinner happened, although I think Dad thought I was bullshitting when I made the promise.Sometimes, Jenna and I would go out and sh...p for groceries so I could surprise the folks with something different for dinner.Surprisingly, Mom and Dad approved Jenna sleeping in my bed with me at night, with the proviso that they don't get woken up by hearing their daughter, screaming the name of her older brother in the throes of rapture. It was funny that Mom used that word, instead of. Just then, the car rounded the corner and came toa stop. Her ankles and wrists were still chained together, herlegs and ass sore from kneeling and sitting on herspiked heels. Her hair and makeup needed repairing, andthere was dried cum on her lips and face. She was helped out of the limo, and was standing infront of a large mansion. The chains on her ankles wereloosened up to allow her to walk without assistance. “Welcome to your new home Kelly! Lets get you insideand take care of your. My dad had an insurance policy that he took out just for my college education that matured, and he cashed it in. I have not even touched that yet. As far as food, rent, and all the other expenses, it only amounts to 8.3% of what you made this month.”I went into the bedroom to get my laptop and turned it on. I called up the spreadsheet labeled ‘Jenny’ and turned it around to face her. I pointed to a rather large number at the bottom of the spreadsheet and said, “That’s how much you have in the. I open my arms and tell you to come to mommy. It is a thirty minute ride to the restaurant and if you promise not to rumple my dress, I will give you a little treat to help calm you. As I say this, I expose one of my breasts and place my fingers on each side of my nipple and offer it to you as a mother would to her new born child. You come closer and latch onto my breast as if it were your first meal. I run my fingers thru your hair and coo at you. I can feel you begin to relax as you continue.