“This gets better and better,” my Mom said with another laugh. “So you have been slave bound to slave holly.”I hung my head and muttered, “Y...s, Mistress Mandy.”“That’s not how you answer a Mistress,” Mom yelled at me.Holly and I both stood up as straight as we could and loudly answered together, “Yes, Mistress Mandy.”“I assume,” Mom continued, “that you are supposed to report back to your Mistress shortly.”We again answered together, “Yes, Mistress Mandy.”“Then I will close with one final. Soon she was on her knees sucking his semi-hard cock. Soon it was hard and ready for action again. He told her to get on her hands and knees and get ready to have her ass fucked. As she got down she asked, ?Sir, you cock is so big, will you please use lube?? ?Nice touch,? he said and opened the drawer and got out some KY gel. He squirted a little on his finger and slide it into her ass. Soon his cock replaced his finger and he fucked her hard. He had used a lot of gel, so she was still. Forget the damn money, he thought. His dignity was more important than just stupid money. With every step he took, his huge breasts bounced heavily, threatening to pull him down with each step. Eventually, a hand grabbed his arm firmly and he felt a needle penetrate his arm and he fell unconscious.***Brad woke up to find himself lying on a soft, red feminine bed in a bedroom of a cheap apartment somewhere. He moaned as he felt a tremendous amount of weight on his chest, somehow with more force. ??I=I’m sorry Misty I—?Madeline tried to give her daughter an ingratiating smile, but Misty reached out and tweaked Madeline’s Grecian nose, hard.Then Misty took a fly swatter off a hook on the wall and began batting her mother’s face and shoulders with it, as Madeline tried to cover her head with her hands.?Misty-you didn’t specify—?And then her daughter kicked Madeline in the stomach and she fell to the floor, and Misty followed this up with a kick to her nose, and it began bleeding.?I don’t.