I don’t sleep that soon, I watch porn, but when I hear the sound of the door opening, I put my phone down and act like I am sleeping.”“Mom, I am...sorry. We can’t do this. Why don’t you ask dad?”“If he could do it, why would I be even asking you?”“Mom, I’m really sorry. I promise I won’t steal your panties, I really can’t help you.”“No, you can have my panties, I don’t care. But one condition” she said.“What condition?”My mom leaned back on the sofa and spread her legs. She wasn’t wearing. She was only 5’1, with a lithe, toned body. Her hair was waist length, straight, and light brown. Her breasts were still perky, though small at a 34B. Her favorite pastime was reading, particularly books and stories about submissive women and their masters and mistresses. She didn’t really consider herself submissive, but those were the stories that she was drawn to. When the element of bondage was added, it made for a titillating story. She had discovered self-bondage when she was very young,. “You won’t be disappointed and you’ll have plenty of time to try out her mouth and pussy. I’ll pick her up at noon tomorrow,” Eric said.Allison stood there silently and watched as Aaron counted out a thousand dollars, and then gave it to Eric. She wanted to tell him not to take the money, but if Eric wanted to sell her as a prostitute, she’d do it for him.“She’s yours until noon tomorrow. You paid for her so have fun with her,” Eric told Aaron, as he opened the door and left.“Eric said this is. Finally I agreed to meet the following Saturday afternoon now knowing what was expected. Saturday morning I started getting ready as he had asked me to arrive. I made sure my body was nice and smooth and brushed my long hair over my shoulder just how his wife styled hers. I then applied my make up going for that sultry but not tarty look. Next I chose some hoop earrings then sat down to attach my false nails and paint them red. I put on some leather panties with tie sides, fastening them nice.