" He put his dish in the drying rack and marched out the back door without another word.Travis worked through the morning. His stomach growled informi...g Travis that lunch time had come or, quite possibly, had already past. He stood up and tried to work the cramps out of his legs. He walked the length of his workshop examining his latest piece of furniture with a critical eye. He had chosen a red oak for the darker tones but the piece was a real risk; the coffee table was full of sharp angles. I had her remove her uniform and kneel to tell me of the day's tasks.Her account was no doubt one that would be familiar to any domestic. The endless round of menial tasks, the constant correction for the slightest failing, the impossibility of keeping clean.Her account concluded, I returned her to her cage for the night, removing the plug only after she had been imprisoned. The stream of expletives that emerged once the plug was removed was as though a verbal enema had been administered to. After a pause, I realized that the accident had a cathartic effect and that I no longer felt the rage. The sadness I felt not for him, but for the time, I wasted chasing a false dream.I must have fallen asleep, for when I woke up, I could smell a delicious aroma wafting from what I presumed was the kitchen. Brianna strode into the room and asked, "Hungry?" Famished." Want to try getting up, or shall I get you a tray?" I'll try getting up," I said. "Where are my clothes?" I thrashed them. They. I moaned out into her tits as I could feel my hot cum twitching out of my cock filling her. I though his mom was gunna get mad that I came inside her. But she moaned out as her hips collapsed and me and Brett fell into her crouch with a loud smush. Her eye widened and she moaned frantically as the weight of two boys forced my cock deep inside her. We all started to laugh as we rolled onto our sides. After a few minutes I could feel them stared to gyrate their hips in unison as they wrapped.