‘Tell me you want this black snake in you. Tell me loud,’ he hollered out.‘Oh Sir please, please yes I need that BIG snake in me. FUCK ME PLEASE...’ she screamed out as the Black hand fell like hot flames on her now red raw cheeks!‘Dats it slut, talk to me well dirty,’ he ordered, still smacking her ass.I think now he must have been positioning the weapon where all women need it. The pink g-string well and truly ripped off her bottom.She was doing as she was told and telling him what a whore she. John and his mother had other plans. He watched as she finished cleaning the kitchen. He loved seeing her with one leg and undressed. Her body was lovely, nicely shaped, still firm flesh. That stump excited him greatly. He rubbed himself a few times. "Save some cock for me," she said. Talking nasty excited her. It was almost foreplay. "What do I need to do to have my leg amputated?" "You should wait until you're settled in." "I told you I've already quit. I just need to move my shit here.. It was publicly accepted that, because of her clothes and actions on those dates, what the men said about her actions after the dates must also be fact. She knew that her slut act was just that, an act. Almost all of the men took her to dinner at the Four Seasons forty miles away. The specialist doctors bored her silly with talk of this knee surgery or that sprained ankle. The lawyers droned on about mergers and takeovers and settlements. The accountants carried on a monologue about taxes. She. .. you might think you’re in total submission already, but your spirit will still show resistance to complete control - here is where it will begin to be broken to absolute obedience, and where you’ll begin to learn to enjoy the just sadism of womanhood.” His stomach turned at her words, and at the cruel enthusiasm which echoed through the faces of the women nearby; the curt enjoyment of pompous middle-aged women, eager to see him strapped down and thrashed, belied the staid and proper upper.