The small band then rode out.Marie's status as a captive slave was again made clear as she was once again forced to walk. With escape, at least for th... time being, still futile, she was unbound and didn't have a leash. The moccasins helped, but her feet were still in bad shape. The night of the birth, Red Feather had made up something from some plants and smeared it on her feet. That helped considerably.I guess he wants me to make it to wherever they are taking me, thought Marie.When the party. My body was flying, my quaking legs barely able to support my weight, ready to give way as I jerked myself off their fists. Suddenly Sara took her other hand and wrapped it around the other three. As I forced myself down I couldn’t take. The looseness I had felt earlier, despite being filled, now gone. Realizing that no matter how much I wanted it that there were limits. Yet my anus expanded to new dimensions, stretching, stretching, as I bore down harder, unmindful of any consequences. My feet. I quickly gathered myself and scurried backdownstairs. I started to straighten up the kitchen and emptied thedishwasher nervously trying to keep busy. "Oh great!' I thought to myselfhearing footsteps walking down the stairs. "Hey hunny" mom said cheerfully winking at mebefore heading to the fridge. "Uh hey mom" I replied. I looked over my shoulder to see her standing in therewearing an old bathrobe. Her hair was a mess as I would expect after hearingthem fuck. I went back to the dishes. I'm simply saying be more careful next time. who am I to tell you what you can and can't do in your own house. I didn't know what to say and just apologised again. Don't worry about it my love she said to be honest after the initial shock I had to look again to make sure and smiled. Feeling the horror fading slightly I jokingly said in that case if it happens again I'll make sure to wave and say good morning. Jean smiled and said oh you're terrible and grinned. I went in feeling really excited.