.She’d even made me call her Mommy.At the airport, she’d worn a more modest sundress. Not that I hadn’t noticed her breasts in our first meeting... Even with the u-shaped top, they’d bulged out in as a profound line of cleavage. But there wasn’t the edge of sexual submission, just the nervousness of really needing this to work. The anticipation mixed together with the extent of our electronic collaboration, adding to an expectation that preempted any chance at natural chemistry. And endangered. Mistress then put a broad belt that was attached to the table around her middle and secured it making sure her sub was totally helpless. Sue could not move at all. Mistress then picked up the rubber cock and a tube of lubrication. She put some lubrication on the cock and then put some in the lips of Sue’s cunt she rubbed it gently just in her folds and then up to her clit making sure her finger did not enter the cunt. Sue had never been touched down there by anyone and she was suffering from. ”“The Jefferson’s aren’t here, but they left us to help you with the piece.”Another man stepped through the door; he was carrying my loveseat, “Where do you want it?”I led him to the rear of my vehicle, opened the back, and he slid it in.The first man stepped forward with a clipboard, “Sign here please,” I signed and nodded my thanks.As I started for my driver’s door the second man said, “Oh, one more thing.”He slammed his fist in my stomach. The other man grabbed me by my tie and threw me. ?No need to be quite so loud,? another of the four women noted, ?but at least you are paying attention.? She paused, looking at us.?Thank you, Sister,? came responses from several of the women, and I hurried to join in the thanks.The fourth woman stood up and spoke. ?I am Beatrice, otherwise known as Supreme Sister of this Congregation. I am the true sister of our beloved Brother James, pastor of the Church of Salvation, and he has entrusted me with the operation and supervision of the.