She was starting to cry as her mother as Icontinued telling her she was now my slut like hermother and she was going to be my slave and mother’s...She was pleading not to let mother have her as Icontinued slapping till she was agreeing.Mom was in all her glory, getting up she turned aroundbefore Jane could catch her breath and sat her ass onher face telling her to get busy while she watched uson the couch. She asked me if I had ever fucked Denisein the ass and when I told her no she said. Quietly drifting through my thought is the knowledge that I should be up, some task certainly awaits my attention, but for the moment I am quiet. I fall asleep. Suddenly I am awakened by someone roughly grabbing my right leg and tying it to the left post of the bed. I feel my right leg grabbed and I twist towards him trying to hold him back and not allow him to tie my leg. He slaps my face and shoves me back down on the bed, holding me down with his hand on my back. He pulls my arms under me. "Bobbie will help you get dressed and take you to the cosmetic department to finish your trials. These are your pills, take four a day of the purple ones, and one a day of the white ones for twenty one days. After that take four purple ones each day for seven days and then start the cycle over again. If you begin to feel any pain just press the red button on this controller and the plug will relieve you again." she continued. . ’ Well, she was slightly bombed and told him to fuck off. The suit grabbed her upper arm hard and led her to the table, indicating an empty chair. This is where it gets good. She steps up onto the chair and swings one leg up over the table, pulling her panties aside and pissing in the old guy’s glass. ‘Here’s your fucking drink back!’ The crowd went wild, as they say.??Jesus, bravo for her! You’re right. She’s not a victim, she’s a victor!?We sipped for a while.?That all you got???Yeah.??My.