Stepping inside, I had a boner just thinking about Mom. What she'd be wearing. What she'd say to me. If she'd talk dirty. My memory served me well and...I'd kept a clear picture in my mind of what she looked like sporting a facial. I felt like I could nut right here and now if I wanted to. But I'd save that for Mom's greedy hands. Or tonsils. hehe."Is that you, Patrick?" I heard her but couldn't see her."Yeah, mom." I'm in the master bedroom, sweety." So, duh, I headed right there. Sure enough,. Lucy kept on smacking Martha’s legs as she glared up at her and said sternly, “This wouldn’t be necessary if you had got here on time.” As much as the smacks stung, Martha was aware of the comments from her ma’am’s friends, including, “Some of these old women really don’t learn,“ and, “This is exactly how these old women need to be dealt with.“Martha was as humiliated by the comments as she was by the smacks on the fronts of her thighs. She even didn’t register fully as her arm was pulled and. ." said Rachel, really getting into her role, "Nice jugsyou got there!"Debbie joined in, "Yeah... wow... those things are H-U-G-E!! You looklike a FREAK!!" I'm only just getting started", added Rachel.I then began to feel the rest of my body warp. Womanly curves sprung outof nowhere and as I noticed my reflection on the mirror in the corner ofthe room, I did not see me, but rather an incredibly sexy woman... to bemore precise, I looked like I was a PORN STAR!Debbie added, "Wow Rachel! Good. The day finally ends and I head straight home to play with my slave.I arrive home and change my clothes and then open the door to the dungeon. My slave is still bound and helpless as I left him with constant moaning and shrieks now. He heard me enter the room and I know that he is both relieved that I have returned as well as in complete fear for his life and what punishment is to come. I release him from his cage and tell him to thank me properly. He comes to my feet but still has the gag.