I was really embarrassed but really excited. What I did in those days was move my fingers around on my mound, concentrating on my clit and my slit. I...did that, but it was nothing like when Mike had his fingertip in my cunt. I did it for him though because he was stroking his cock. He lay back on the floor. I could see his hand on his shaft and his balls moving." Dee was stroking her cunt lightly as she told me about the rest of the night."Mike was staring hard at my pussy and I was staring. This obviuosly grabbed my attention and gave way to any thoughts of leaving my position, legs aching or not. She then eased one of her rather enormous breasts out of her white bra and the mum brought the baby over to her, clearly it was baby feeding time. Now I'm not sure as to whether it's normal or not, but I do find it a little erotic, watching a mother breast feeding her baby and did feel myself starting to get a bit excited. She positioned the baby on her lap and eased her swollen nipple. The story itself was too extreme, in many parts, even to form a fantasy, let alone appeal to anyone sane, but early in the story the mother educates her new slave in a proper slave apology, which has four parts. First, self deprecation: the slave is not worthy of receiving anything from its owner, much less forgiveness, which is a concept reserved for people, not slaves. Secondly, sincere regret: a slave must genuinely regret doing anything which displeased its Mistress. Thirdly, an expression. “Let’s take a break and I’ll tell you about how I barely avoided making the biggest mistake of my life, and instead found the best wife a man could ever have...”Jason Billings was looking at his fiancée, Jane Jones, and her father with a look of total disbelieve. Jane had asked him to come over to her parent’s house for a ‘small talk’.“I can’t even believe this shit!” Jason exclaimed with a bitter and angry look on his face, holding up several sheets of paper that he was waving in his hand.“You.