Your age.”Jenny’s eyes popped open at that. “Three?” she said weakly.“Wasn’t the only time, either. A few years later they were shopping i... town when three men went after the women in the family. He found them manhandling the women and knocking his son around. He took on all three and carved them into steaks with their own knives. He was a man you stood aside for when he walked down the street.”“Jesus Christ!” Mandy said lowly.“The really tough one, though, was his son, Enoch. Mamas would tell. I held my mothers dead, cold, sexy body in my arms as I slept. Hours passed and it was about 3 in the afternoon when I awoke. I rubbed my eyes and looked down. My cock was hard again. Craving my mothers dead pussy once again. I proceeded to rape her dead body multiple times again. The sun had set before I was all fucked out. Then it dawned on me. “What should I do? I can’t call the cops, they would find my DNA all over her lifeless body.”I thought long and hard for a while before I came up with. "Now I have something else for you. On occasions like this when neck jewelry might be appropriate but a BDSM collar isn't I have a 'dress collar' for you." I said taking it out and showing it to her."Now most people would look at this and see a rhinestone choker and they would be right. But you and I know that this is your fancy dress collar and the meaning behind it is more than just jewelry." I said."Master... it's beautiful. But why?" was all she said."Why? Because you are a special. She, Desirée, could never be so involved, and the idea of her friend's doing it put her off. But then Clete and Liz had split up and Desirée didn't have to worry about running into him when she visited her friend, didn't have to endure his creepy leer.But her reason for this visit now was linked to Clete's new fiancee, or rather, what had happened to her, and whether the rumors about the perpetrator's, the dog's, being Liz's runaway pet were true.Liz answered the door, stuck her.