Then the keeper released a clamp and the foot supports that Jennifer had been standing on fell away, leaving her totally across the rack, unable to mo...e. Her head had been fastened down by a strap across the back that pushed her forehead into a semi-circular cutout on one of the slats. It was made of wood but was well worn from countless other girls who had been here before her. The slave keeper left the room and bolted the door. It was totally unnecessary since Jennifer couldn’t have managed. "Aaahh.... Ali..." Aunt Sheen groaned one last time and called out to me before her mouth opened in a silent scream when I began to pound her firm, thick ass from behind.My breathing was faster and the sweat dropped down with every jerk of my hips. I watched Aunty Sheen's lovely, large bare ass cheeks jiggle wildly as I pumped her harder and faster in her bum. With one last final push, I sank the thick, hard length of my cock all the way into my mother-like Aunt's asshole and closed my eyes as. Islipped a black lace thong over the garters and turned my attention tomy bra options.I picked up the first one, a black lace model, and looked at the label. 36C. I smiled, and slipped the straps over my shoulders. I bent forwardat the waist and slipped the cubs under my tits, then straightened upand fastened the hooks in back. My fingers slid up the straps tostraighten them, then I worked my hands inside the cups to settle mytits inside."You did that very well, Melissa."I just said "thank. “Come Friday at 7 pm. Bring $2,000.”The $2,000 nearly cleaned out her account. Paying off the Visa Gold on Jonathan’s orders had drawn the account lower than usual. She checked her watch by the radio on Friday. It was correct, as usual. She took a cab to Master’s place. At 6:58 on her watch, she rang the bell. The door opened and she went in. There were the same two tables, and the same dog collar on one. The whip on the same table, though, was longer and looked more vicious than the riding.