I murmured, "No crew-cuts, tattoos, or work boots, I promise. That's not my style. And thank you, honey. I knew there was a reason I love you." Awww M...m, don't get all mooshy on me. Just don't stop being Mom."He didn't talk about it much, or ask many questions after that. That was Josh. He did come up behind me when I was making dinner the next day, and say, "Uh Mom?" Yes honey?" Uh, being, you know, a lesbian and stuff, that doesn't mean you aren't going like me anymore, does it?" Joshua!" I. I haven't gotten even a morning hard-on in over a year. Last night was the first time I came pretty close to having a full erection of any kind." Well, it looked pretty hard to me last night, and it sure looks hard now." Petting it, she grinned. "It feels hard, too. This definitely feels like a big, hard cock. This counts as an erection, doesn't it?" It's getting there, but it's not all the way there yet." Would this help to get it all the way there?" she cooed, slowly sliding her bra straps. Your body was perfect; athletic, muscular, tall, and lean. As you stretched to reach something, I saw the muscles in your back ripple. Turning around, you revealed a long leather belt. "Flip over," you commanded. Rolling onto my stomach, my breath quickened as I felt the leather on my wrists. You pulled it tight, totally immobilizing my hands behind my back. Straddling me, I felt your tongue meander from the base of my spine up towards my neck. Feeling your body press into my back and your hot. I am not going to do this anymore. I quit. Now get out of my car. I am going home. I don’t want to see any of you again.”Jeni and Beth both laughed and Beth said, “I have the contract right here cunt. See what it says.”I looked at what she handed me and it did say that I agree to be a slave and sex object for the firm and all clients if they wanted me. I had agreed to give up my life as I know it and be nothing but a fucking whore. I just started crying and hated everything.Jeni said, “Now,.