When we entered the dining room, Mrs. Whitfield was in Father's arms as they passionately kissed. When they saw us, they parted. Ebony, grinning broad...y, peeked from the kitchen."Do you want me to sit at the table or kneel at your feet while your feed me?" Mrs. Whitfield asked Father. He leered and kissed her again before guiding her to her chair and holding it for her."May I have a pillow, please, Bruce?" she asked in a subservient and husky voice."Is my little slave-girl's bottom sore?" he. ”“Who took the movie?”“Her husband did, I think. Apparently he likes to watch and film his wife fuck other guys and it makes me hot to see these movies, how about you?” I looked at Lu, feeling my cock grow hard again.“It sure does,” and then I pushed her onto her back and fucked her again and, in fact, two more times. She orgasmed at least three or four times and I came twice. We then began to watch more of the movie and I took off the rest of my clothes as we watched Lu’s mother's friend and. “Oh you will lovely in this” Margaret said. “Oh those are not for me dear” replied Audrey “these are for my little friend”. Margaret chuckled “oh I see” she said “well I am sure she will look very sexy in those” Margaret said “but the dog mask? What is that all about?” Audrey smiled but didn’t answer. Margaret didn’t pursue the matter. She probably thought it better not to ask any more questions.Back home Audrey told Sandra to finish cleaning and then she had any job that wasn’t on the list.. You have no job, no income, no credit, no clothes. If you want to leave you can leave wearing what you're wearing right now. Do you want to leave?" I paused a second and shook my head slowly. No. She returned to my now almost fully-hard and throbbing cock and wrapped a hand around it. She stroked me a couple of times then moved her hand to my balls. She squeezed until I grunted and my knees began to buckle. The pain shot up into my belly and I suddenly found myself crying. "These are mine now,".