He looked embarrassed now, avoiding eye contact as he peeled off a length of tape.“Let’s just get this done & let me shut your prick teasing mouth...��.He pushed me roughly against the wall. His hand on my throat as he packed my mouth with cloth & taped it in place before roping my wrists together behind me.I was insulted. This lout had resisted my advances. How dare he! I almost had respect for his resilience.He led me to the chair.“Now sit down & hold still”.As he secured my ankles to the chair. "He sighed, "this is not like the academy. You listen to me and do what I tell you."He gestured, "take notes during the briefing."That was simple since I had a very good memory. Thirty minutes later we were walking out and heading for our area. We would walk an area of ten square blocks, half residential and half business and rooming houses. At first there were lots of people out and we greeted everyone. We answered three calls before midnight, all were minor domestic arguments.The fog had. She locks door behind him and walks out of room. When she returns she's holding a camera taking pics of her bitch in his cage... She's laughing louder with every flash. He does nothing but stare, she doesn't Mind this means his face will be included in pictures. She tells him his cock is inadequate and how incapable of following directions he is. He hangs his head saying he's sorry. She laughs. Not enough she replies. She puts camera on table and walks to his cage. Opening it she says come on. .’ She asked “by the by how is our son????” He said “he is fine with his aunty hema” (hema is sagaran’s younger sister. I’ll tell about her later). I was in confusion. By that time, he separated her legs & said “don’t worry, if u get pregnant, we can abort it again. Come on dear, we have done this 3 or 4 times by now.” Oh my god!!!!! 3 or 4 abortions????? That means these guys r having it for a long time. By that time he entered his long rod in my moms love hole. I was seeing my mom get fucked.