.. Drip drip drip. Like a leaking faucet you are. And to think you acted all ashamed and outraged the first time I called you. Tell me what kind of a ...ommy you are?I'm a mommy slut!Whose mommy slut?Your's Mistress... and my daughter's... I so do love the way that sounds. "Mistress", I'm so glad my friends suggested it. It sounds much more proper than "Strange girl I cum to on the phone" dontcha think?My blushing is only getting worse Mistress, I need to get back to Charlie before he becomes. ‘Steve really needs to take a shower before we bandage him again. Let’s get this off him and get out of the locker room so these kids can shower. The testosterone is getting pretty pungent in here.’ Gwen quickly returned to Laura’s side and helped her remove the bloody bandages from Steve’s torso, as Laura spoke to Steve. ‘Take a nice long shower and get some pants on. After everyone’s done, call Gwen. We’ll come back in and wrap you up one last time before I stitch you up tomorrow at the. Brianna had assumed she'd be kept in one of the sub-level holding pens, and was half expecting that the medics would begin harvesting her ovaries immediately. And once they began, they would not stop with her ovaries... As the elevator kept ascending, Brianna thought long and hard whether there was anything she could have done differently. There was no place to run, but even to be free for a short time would be one last statement of defiance, one final yell against the injustice of the world.. "Cum Chanel," he growls and on command, I do. Oh Lord, I do. I'm screaming obscenities incoherently as he slaps my ass and fucks me more. My entire body is on fire as I push against him on my hands and knees. I scream his name and I feel him still. Then he cums deep inside me, furiously, intimately, completely. I am his. In this fucked up moment I want to be. As my orgasm strings along, I know that was exactly what I wanted. We come back down to Earth catching our breath, and I crawl away from.