She had sounded like she had been exerting herselflike she had been getting fucked. Did Mark fuck you, Monica? Yes, Master, she quietly answered. Im s...rry. I was a really bad wife. While we were on the phone? Yes. In the ass, Master. she paused. I dont know what happened. He just walked in and started giving everyone orders, and we all just did what he said. His voice was so deep, so powerful, like it reached into my soul, and made me happily dance to his tune. Even Mr. Willard danced for him,. I heard him sit down on the couch, but all I could see was my angry facestaring back at me in the mirror. "Alright Mike, come stand in themiddle of the floor over here."I turned around and went to the center of the room in front of the couchwhere he was seated. Walking felt downright alien as the massive weightin the front seemed to throw me side-to-side while I was perfectlyconscious of the feeling of my weighty cheeks behind me bouncingslightly with every step. "Now it's time to start. Also it is impossible opposes to that that is given us by the nature! Away shame, complexes, confusions, uncertainty, shyness! YOU WANT, I WANT and let the whole world has a rest! It is impossible to get rid of that that the nature gave us!!! Why to oppose to it? To us not a lot of time for pleasures in life is allocated what to drag out! To be afraid, ashamed whose that of reproaches, to be capricious, put off, push away from itself that prerasny feeling of an eforiya and a nirvana without. ..with the right motivation." Mark smiled and shook his head again. "No bullshit, mum?"'No bullshit, darling." This is so not normal."Helen shrugged. "When have we ever been normal?" Yeah, but this is like above and beyond. You're talking about..." Mark lowered his voice, as if profanity was still taboo at this point, "...fucking."Helen shrugged again, and sipped her wine. " Well as long as we remember I'm still your mother, and nobody comes down with any guilt-trips, but neither us are the.