Saturday are for working in my house. Your to come over here to clean my house. Tonight put on your ugliest and biggest sleep wear. Your not to have s...x with your husband. You can masturbate. But no sex with him. You will walk naked to my house tomorrow. Use my front door. You can have Sunday off. But no sex with him. While your working. I will be ordering you new clothes, heels and toys. The majority of the items at first will stay here. Some stuff will be sent to your house. I expect you to. “Casey, sorry, I was in the middle of something, what’s up?”Casey’s voice was filled with panic. Something was definitely wrong…Of course, I couldn’t hear what was causing her panic, because as soon as Alyssa heard a female’s voice on the phone she started screaming, “You motherfucker! Why don’t you say hi to your cunt for me!”Alyssa rushed me, and I had to lean back, turning the phone away from her, holding it with one hand as I tried, mostly unsuccessfully to hold a crazed woman on the. By the time she stops to get ready for work, my shorts are soaked with pre-cum and sticking to me.As usual, my daughter came through the door and went straight to her room, the slam of a door following her. Or so I was expecting... Instead, I heard the door tap against its frame softly. Today I could hear her sighs as she undressed herself.My eyes closed as I pictured her soft hands unclasping her lace decorated bra from her milk-white breasts, caressing the swells as the cloth fell away from. But she wasn’t being entirely noble. She really did want to help Jamie, but the events of the day had changed the dynamic between her and her son… and now she wanted to secretly watch him masturbate while watching her naked on the video.Jamie was so focused on the screen now that he didn’t hear his mother move to where she could have a better view of both him and the TV. As she looked at the screen, she saw herself standing in front of her bed in a skimpy black bra and black panties. Then, as.