"Baby, I'm glad you weren't that big when you were just a boy...I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands off you" she laughed as she sat up. "Lie ba...k, my baby boy, and let your Momma tend to you." she nodded as she set me back against the bed, spreading my legs apart and giving her complete access to my cock and balls.Mom slid up close to my cock, slipped her hand around my balls and squeezed ever so gently. She had the right touch and drove me mad with hot desire for her. I watched her. You better never talk to that bitch again! Do you understand me?" I made the slight mistake of nodding. He grabbed my throat and said "I didn't HEAR you!" "Yes, Master! I understand perfectly."He grabbed the chain and pulled me into a small room at the back of the garage. I gasped in what he assumed was fear, as he turned the light on to reveal some new toys he had bought. I could have cum right that second! I had always wanted to be locked into a stockade and fucked like a filthy. I shuffled the cards and dealt the first round. We weren't playing for money, so the there was no ante. Being the dealer, I choose to play five card stud. “Ok, girls. How many cards you need?” I asked. “Two,” Brandy said. “I'll take three,” Amy said. I dealt the cards and took three myself. After the round, Brandy laid down a pair of jacks, while Amy had trips. Luckily, I had ace high full house and won the first hand. We were still sober, so the dares were relatively tame. “Amy, I want you to. Let me take you.” ---The shower knob groaned with a rusty screech when Mallory turned it on. She dragged a cheap plastic and metal blue school chair into the stall and removed Daphne’s towel.“MALLORY!” Daphne’s howled echoed in the empty common bathroom. “MALLORY, THAT’S FUCKING COLD!” She sat in the chair shivering, protecting her sensitive parts from the frigid cascade as best she could.Mallory turned back from hanging the towel to fumble with the dial until the blasting frost warmed. A.