You will always obey my orders without hesitation, question or complaint. You will wear only the items I select for you, and nothing else, except for ...um, which you are not allowed to wipe off without my permission. You are lower-ranking than my other slaves, so you must obey their orders as well as mine. In addition, I expect you to lick their pussies and assholes clean when I cum inside them. You will keep your pussy shaved bald the way it is now, and never let the hair grow back. Do you. Do you want to be a good girl?" She nodded silently. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, holding her bottom in her face. "But you're not a good girl, are you? You're a bad girl, aren't you?" Nooo-" She stopped when I shoved the bottoms into her mouth. Her protests were muffled."Stop talking," I sharply said. "Talking is for good girls. Good girls don't seduce their nephews, do they?" She shook her head. "Good girls certainly don't seduce their nephews while they are pregnant with. "Take us home baby and you can make love to your mommy, ok!" she purred, as she looked into his eyes. Ronda was in love, in love with her son. "I love you so much and I can't wait to get my baby boy...back in my horny, little cunt and let you fuck me!" Ronda purred, with lust, as Alex started walking them out to the car. "Damn mom, you cuss worse than I do, and that's saying something!" Alex smiled, as mom pinched his ass.She laughed and grabbed his ass. "Would you like me to go back to my old. 'He nodded and we both took swigs from our perspective drinks. His looked to be harder than mine. From the smell of it, bourbon. I was the one who broke the silence this time. Stretching out my hand;'My name is Alan by the way.''Michael.''Nice to meet to you Michael. So what brings you to Paris?'For the next twenty minutes we talked, mostly about music. Michael was reticent to talk a lot about himself except that his full name was Michael Pitt and he was in Paris acting in a film by an Italian.