.. I was forced to obey to their orders why they threatened to torture my son, they poor me in a very obscene position: naked with the legs fall open,...exposing my sex to the men, and to my adolescent son....I would have preferred to die rather than to put in that position in front my son to me. I am a woman much modest, never I undressed me in presence of my son....You cannot imagine the shame that one mother tries in that situation.... I implored they to give mine me dressed.......I was. Then I noticed a faint light which got brighter as I got closer, I noticed that all my hair had been removed and my smooth skin looked wet, my cock was rock hard and I felt as horny as fuck. I moving towards a beam of light and then into it and I was suddenly in a mirrored dome and I could see myself from every angle I felt no fear or anxiety just really fucking horny.The floor of the dome looked like an inky black bowl shaped jelly and as I moved towards it tentacles started to rise up and as. As good as that blowjob was I can get one from you whenever I want. I can’t give you the experience with another woman and you can’t give me anal sex. I’m just worried that we might be drifting away from our reason for joining the club,” I said.I could tell she was thinking. One of the things I loved the most about my wife was that she would always examine things rationally and come up with a decision that solved our problems. We had a unique relationship. She had her PhD in Psychology and I. . Freedom!To my delight, the Black Queen put the nightie on me and tied my wrist-cuffs together in front of me. I could have thanked her out loud, but Iwas still wearing the dildo-gag! Now she untied my ankle-cuffs, removed myhigh heels, and pantied me."Ho hummm," she yawned, "You girls sure do wear a body out!" She took asip of wine. "You two can just keep each other company tonight. Sit downon the bed, down at the foot, facing each other." We obeyed. I felt the sheer nightie caress my chest.