And it is so uncomfortable... so full and so open all at the same time. Panic again threatens to rear it's ugly head, so I imagine a breeze passing th...u me, in thru my mouth and out of my fuck hole... I am that open to You. My somewhat deranged laugh comes out as a snort because I can't move my lips, which makes me snort harder. The thought of being so open and vulnerable for You... available for You to use for Your pleasure, as You see fit... to be owned, possessed... to be Your possession.... It takes a little practice but I had had good teachers. Now mom was not only kissing me, she was dependent on her very breath for me. When I finally released her nose and put my hand on her tit it was electric! For me, the first time to really know that I was going to fuck my mom for sure tonight: for mom, she had just realized that she had met the man that was going to rule her life, control her actual breathing for the rest of her life. I could feel that slight slump of submission in her. Why should Roquan?Vanlo returned to the back room. He sought and obtained a parchment and a quill.The Healer would send a letter to the Healer Guild Master. He would arrange for his departure and a replacement before informing the Overlord. This way, he could not be persuaded against his better judgment to stay.Vanlo dropped heavily into a seat. He put the parchment before him, and began to write."Ah, Overlord Farlor, it is indeed good to see you again," said the ebullient voice from near the. We were driven to the front doors which were opened by a girl of a similar age to us dressed in a short maid’s outfit and high heeled shoes that showed off her long tanned legs as she conducted us to the mistress.Mistress Jasmine was not what I was expecting, I had envisaged her as a hard faced bitch in her 50’s dressed in leather and chains, what I was confronted with was a 35 year old stunning blonde sitting behind a massive desk and wearing an expensive Armani business suite. I thought I.