Mom parks we get out together. I start to walk towards the building, realizing she’s not at my side.
I see her looking over her long black Cadillac, with a sad look on her face. As if it was the last time she was gonna see it.
She then joins me. We walk together up to the front door. I reach for the handle to open it.
She takes my arm, pulling me back. As of instinct was telling her not to go further.
“ Wait a minute. “
I look at her as she looks peaked, pale and nervous.
“ What’s wrong?…We don’t have to do this?. We can go back to the office and fuck? “
“ No it’s fine. I just got a feeling I haven’t felt in a long long time. “
She opens her purse, takes out her cigarettes. She gives me one and lights it. Then takes one for herself.
She continued to look nervous to me. Looking off in the distance towards the truck entrance, seeing another Southwest truck going out.
“ Your not looking good. Maybe I should just take you home? “
“ No there’s something here that I have to face. Something I’ve been running from for a long time.
She then took her cigarettes and lighter and tucked them into my shirt pocket.
“ I won’t need these anymore. “
“ What?…Your quitting? “
“ Yeah probably so. “ She flashed a quick smile.
What was she doing and talking about? I wondered. I’d known this woman and her daughters since I was six years old. And never heard such crap come out of her mouth. Or ever see her go without a cigarette for any length of time.
She takes the last draw from her cigarette, crushed it out in the ashtray. She then proceeded to remove her earrings, necklace, watch and last the simple plain gold wedding band she wore on her right ring finger.
She puts them all into the palms of my hands, closing my hands around them, and holding my hands in hers.
“ If we don’t walk out of here together. Give these to Misty. And keep them safe for when I return. “
“ Where you going? “
“ I don’t know…It’s just a feeling. So there may not be anything to it. “
She opens her purse again. Hands me her keys, and opens her billfold. Giving me her credit cards and a big wad of cash folded with a money clip around it.
“ I won’t be needing this stuff either. You can leave now if you like? “
“ No I can’t leave. I got to know what your talking about! Cause I’m gonna have some explaining to do. “
We again then embrace. Hugging each other tightly, both of us were crying.
I felt as if she was fixing to walk death row walking straight to the electric chair or something.
Mom pulls away from me. Holding and squeezing my hand tightly, as she opens the door. Pulling me right behind her.
We walk up to a desk.
“ May I help you? “
The man says.
“ Looking for this place. “
Mom said showing him the business card.
“ Ahhh…Yes your here to audition? “
“ Yes…Mind if I use the restroom first? “
“ Not at all. It’s right over there. “
He pointed her in the right direction.
He stands up and we both watch her walk away.
“ That’s a good looking woman you got there. “
“ Thanks “
“ Yeah y’all should do well. “
He said kind of putting my mind at ease for whatever the Hell mom was talking about.
Mom was in the privacy of the restroom stall. Slowly she unbuckled her belt unbuttoned and unzipped her pants.
“ The next time I do this it will probably be the last. “
She says to herself lowering her black dress pants and her panties.
She sits on the toilet as she relieved herself. She run her hands up and down her stockings. Knowing they’ll be coming off to.
She then wiped herself and felt the need to inspect her crotch, looking and feeling for hair. She kept herself up pretty well. But had a feeling that it probably wouldn’t be good enough.
She then stood up, flushed and pulled up her panties and pants. Tucking her blouse in neatly, before leaving the stall. She quickly washed and dried her hands. Then fixed her makeup and brushed through her beautiful auburn hair.
Mom always likes to look her best.
She then returned and the man led us through a set of doors. Then down the shipping dock. Forklifts were running in all directions. Loading and unloading every type of merchandise imaginable.
We then came to a block wall. Like it divided one dock from the other.
We turned right through another door and up two flights of stairs. Then through another door. Down a hallway and into another door.
There was a small waiting area.
A brunette woman sat behind the desk.
She wore a white blouse. But like the man at the mall. She to wore a collar.
I looked at mom, seeing her looking at it.
“ This couple is here to audition. “
The man said to her.
“ Wonderful “ She said happily.
We watched her bring out paperwork for us to fill out.
“ Fill out the first two pages. Initial the bottom of the next four. And print, sign and date the last one. And I’d suggest reading those papers carefully. “
She hands us pens and clipboards. We sat down and started to fill them out.
The first page was a standard job application. The second was a W-2 form. The next four was legal crap, that you’d need a microscope to read and a team of lawyers to understand.
I just filled everything out, and signed.
I saw mom reading over whatever it was, I assumed she knew what she was looking at. Being that since she dealt with legal papers and lawyers in her real estate business.
We then got up together and handed over the documents. She looks them over, making sure everything was okay.
She then stood up.
“ Come right this way. “
She said leading us through another door.
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The woman leads us down another hallway. Then into another door. The room was large. There were cameras, lighting. A crew to work them all.
Mark from the mall was there. And at a large desk was an older gentleman. Gray headed probably in his mid 60’s I thought. As I glanced around the room. I took notice, he was the only one but us. Not wearing a collar.
To our right there was a spacious plush couch. Complete with end tables, fake indoor plants. And even pictures on the wall. Between the couch and the big desk the floor had plush white carpet.
It was kind of like what you see on those casting couch XXX videos, which was what I was hoping for. Though mom was seeing something totally different from that.
“ Hey welcome. Y’all come on in. I see y’all decided to take me up on my offer. “
Mark said. He turned towards the older gentleman, sitting behind the desk.
“ This is the couple I told you about from the mall. “
The man stood from behind his desk, extending his hand towards mine.
“ I’m JP. Reynolds. I’m the regional manager for Fun Time entertainment. “
His handshake was firm and genuine.
He then looked mon over. And took her hand and gently kissed it.
“ Your a beautiful woman. I’m so looking forward to working with you. “
“ Thank you. “
The woman that led us in handed our paperwork over to Mark. Who glanced over it.
“ This is Mrs. Jones, and this is Mr. Allen. “
Mark hands the paperwork over to JP. Who also checked it, making sure every place had been signed.
“ Please sit down, lets get to know one another. Y’all from here in Memphis? “
“ No we’re from Whorisville Mississippi. “
Mom said it with her slow uneducated hick slang.
The older man started to type on his computer keyboard.
“ Some how I can’t seem to find that place? “
“ It in the Delta “
She said with kind of a slur to her voice.
“ Okay what do you do? “
He said looking at me.
“ I work for her. “
“ Okay Mrs. what do you do in Whorisville Mississippi? “
“ I’m in real estate. Delta reality. “
He typed that into his computer and pages after pages loaded up.
Mark and the rest of the crew gathered around the computer to find out all about the woman sitting on the plush couch.
The first headline was from The Wall Street Journal.
“ Real estate tycoon. Deb Jones says she will totally revitalize the state of Mississippi in one decade. “
“ Damn!…She’s an arrogant cunt ain’t she? “
One of the crew said.
I know mom heard that. But she just sat there quietly.
If a man would have said that to her on the street. He’d be picking himself up off the ground. Cause mom posses that short fused temper that many read heads have. When she’s provoked.
They scrolled down finding different articles from Fortune magazine and Forbes. They noticed she made both lists as America’s top 500 and 100 companies.
“ This Bitch is worth billions! “
Again mom just sat there.
But of course you can’t be as successful as mom without a little sleaze.
“ Deb Jones liked to the Clintons White water scandal. “
“ Deb Jones barely escapes federal indictment over being the mastermind over the White Water debacle. “
Yes mom should have been the one going to prison for that.
“ Wonder if she did Bill? “
They all look over at mom.
“ Probably so. Bill does it with everybody except Hillary. “
They all then laugh and scroll down for more.
“ Whorisville Mississippi. Jones and Trump go bankrupt on casino and dog track. “
“ Damn she’s probably done the Donald to? “
They look over at mom again.
“ Wonder if he grabbed and squeezed her pussy first? “
Again they all laugh together.
Then they came to the You Tube videos.
Where mom was defending herself from the press who was grilling mom about kicking all the poor out of the Whorisville bottoms.
“ I like this woman. “
JP. Said.
There was another lengthy video. A 60 minutes inter view with Mike Wallace.
“ This is Whorisville Mississippi. “
Mike Wallace would say.
The video shows a new 4 lane highway, line of every kind of stores, restaurants, Hotels. Then it showed upper middle to high class subdivisions. And gated communities for the mega rich.
“ And this is the Whorisville bottoms. “
The video would show a dirt street, lined with nothing but shacks. An open ditch for a sewer. Junk cars and trash everywhere. Chickens all around pecking the ground.
The whole place looked like a third world shit hole. And none other than mom was the owner of it.
The video then showed mom and Mike Wallace inside her office at city hall.
Again she was defending herself as Wallace grilled her about squandering millions of federal dollars. That was supposed to be used to fix up the bottoms.
And once again she barely escapes federal indictment.
“ I wonder if her pussy is as slick as her business adventures? “
“ She’s a damn crook that’s for sure! “
“ Mrs. Jones you a politician? “
“ I’ve been known to dabble in politics. I served 4 terms as mayor of Whorisville. “
That to had its on colorful head lines.
“ Deb Jones has hired thugs to beat up voters that don’t vote her way. “
“ Everyone in the Whorisville cemetery. Votes for Deb Jones. “
“ Mrs. Jones you a Democrat or republican? “
“ I’ve been both.
“ Liberal or conservative? “
“ I’ve been both of those. It just depends on whatever my agenda is at the time. “
Mom explained.
“ She’s a smart lady. “
Mark turned back towards us.
“ Y’all ready to have a little fun now? “
“ Oh yeah. “
I said looking over at mom. She smiles.
“ We'll start with you sir. Take out your cock. “
I knew this was coming. But it sure didn’t feel natural and quite awkward. Mom was the only woman in the room. And I just wasn’t used to showing my cock off to a bunch of men.
But I sucked it up and unfastened my khakis and pulled them down with my underwear.
As I stood there exposed. I heard chuckles of laughter.
Mark looked at JP. Who just turned his head the other way.
He looked around at the others. All were shaking there heads no. One even gave the thumbs down side.
“ I’m sorry sir. That’s just not gonna cut it. “
“ It’s six inches?…It’s rock hard? “
“ It’s just average!…If it was two inches longer, and a lot thicker. We could talk about it. You couldn’t give a woman two minutes of pleasure with that little thing! “
“ Zip that pitiful thing up!…We ain’t wasting our time with that! “
JP. Said.
I zipped back up and sat back down next to mom. And watched my contact being ripped in half, dropped in the trash. They then turned there full attention to mom.
Mark from the mall was there. And at a large desk was an older gentleman. Gray headed probably in his mid 60’s I thought. As I glanced around the room. I took notice, he was the only one but us. Not wearing a collar.
To our right there was a spacious plush couch. Complete with end tables, fake indoor plants. And even pictures on the wall. Between the couch and the big desk the floor had plush white carpet.
It was kind of like what you see on those casting couch XXX videos, which was what I was hoping for. Though mom was seeing something totally different from that.
“ Hey welcome. Y’all come on in. I see y’all decided to take me up on my offer. “
Mark said. He turned towards the older gentleman, sitting behind the desk.
“ This is the couple I told you about from the mall. “
The man stood from behind his desk, extending his hand towards mine.
“ I’m JP. Reynolds. I’m the regional manager for Fun Time entertainment. “
His handshake was firm and genuine.
He then looked mon over. And took her hand and gently kissed it.
“ Your a beautiful woman. I’m so looking forward to working with you. “
“ Thank you. “
The woman that led us in handed our paperwork over to Mark. Who glanced over it.
“ This is Mrs. Jones, and this is Mr. Allen. “
Mark hands the paperwork over to JP. Who also checked it, making sure every place had been signed.
“ Please sit down, lets get to know one another. Y’all from here in Memphis? “
“ No we’re from Whorisville Mississippi. “
Mom said it with her slow uneducated hick slang.
The older man started to type on his computer keyboard.
“ Some how I can’t seem to find that place? “
“ It in the Delta “
She said with kind of a slur to her voice.
“ Okay what do you do? “
He said looking at me.
“ I work for her. “
“ Okay Mrs. what do you do in Whorisville Mississippi? “
“ I’m in real estate. Delta reality. “
He typed that into his computer and pages after pages loaded up.
Mark and the rest of the crew gathered around the computer to find out all about the woman sitting on the plush couch.
The first headline was from The Wall Street Journal.
“ Real estate tycoon. Deb Jones says she will totally revitalize the state of Mississippi in one decade. “
“ Damn!…She’s an arrogant cunt ain’t she? “
One of the crew said.
I know mom heard that. But she just sat there quietly.
If a man would have said that to her on the street. He’d be picking himself up off the ground. Cause mom posses that short fused temper that many read heads have. When she’s provoked.
They scrolled down finding different articles from Fortune magazine and Forbes. They noticed she made both lists as America’s top 500 and 100 companies.
“ This Bitch is worth billions! “
Again mom just sat there.
But of course you can’t be as successful as mom without a little sleaze.
“ Deb Jones liked to the Clintons White water scandal. “
“ Deb Jones barely escapes federal indictment over being the mastermind over the White Water debacle. “
Yes mom should have been the one going to prison for that.
“ Wonder if she did Bill? “
They all look over at mom.
“ Probably so. Bill does it with everybody except Hillary. “
They all then laugh and scroll down for more.
“ Whorisville Mississippi. Jones and Trump go bankrupt on casino and dog track. “
“ Damn she’s probably done the Donald to? “
They look over at mom again.
“ Wonder if he grabbed and squeezed her pussy first? “
Again they all laugh together.
Then they came to the You Tube videos.
Where mom was defending herself from the press who was grilling mom about kicking all the poor out of the Whorisville bottoms.
“ I like this woman. “
JP. Said.
There was another lengthy video. A 60 minutes inter view with Mike Wallace.
“ This is Whorisville Mississippi. “
Mike Wallace would say.
The video shows a new 4 lane highway, line of every kind of stores, restaurants, Hotels. Then it showed upper middle to high class subdivisions. And gated communities for the mega rich.
“ And this is the Whorisville bottoms. “
The video would show a dirt street, lined with nothing but shacks. An open ditch for a sewer. Junk cars and trash everywhere. Chickens all around pecking the ground.
The whole place looked like a third world shit hole. And none other than mom was the owner of it.
The video then showed mom and Mike Wallace inside her office at city hall.
Again she was defending herself as Wallace grilled her about squandering millions of federal dollars. That was supposed to be used to fix up the bottoms.
And once again she barely escapes federal indictment.
“ I wonder if her pussy is as slick as her business adventures? “
“ She’s a damn crook that’s for sure! “
“ Mrs. Jones you a politician? “
“ I’ve been known to dabble in politics. I served 4 terms as mayor of Whorisville. “
That to had its on colorful head lines.
“ Deb Jones has hired thugs to beat up voters that don’t vote her way. “
“ Everyone in the Whorisville cemetery. Votes for Deb Jones. “
“ Mrs. Jones you a Democrat or republican? “
“ I’ve been both.
“ Liberal or conservative? “
“ I’ve been both of those. It just depends on whatever my agenda is at the time. “
Mom explained.
“ She’s a smart lady. “
Mark turned back towards us.
“ Y’all ready to have a little fun now? “
“ Oh yeah. “
I said looking over at mom. She smiles.
“ We'll start with you sir. Take out your cock. “
I knew this was coming. But it sure didn’t feel natural and quite awkward. Mom was the only woman in the room. And I just wasn’t used to showing my cock off to a bunch of men.
But I sucked it up and unfastened my khakis and pulled them down with my underwear.
As I stood there exposed. I heard chuckles of laughter.
Mark looked at JP. Who just turned his head the other way.
He looked around at the others. All were shaking there heads no. One even gave the thumbs down side.
“ I’m sorry sir. That’s just not gonna cut it. “
“ It’s six inches?…It’s rock hard? “
“ It’s just average!…If it was two inches longer, and a lot thicker. We could talk about it. You couldn’t give a woman two minutes of pleasure with that little thing! “
“ Zip that pitiful thing up!…We ain’t wasting our time with that! “
JP. Said.
I zipped back up and sat back down next to mom. And watched my contact being ripped in half, dropped in the trash. They then turned there full attention to mom.
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“ Mrs. Jones would you mind performing with some of our people? “
“ No not at all. “
“ I can assure you. You’ll find it to be a enjoyable experience.
We’ll start with myself. “
He comes around and stands in front of the desk.
“ How do you feel about oral sex? “
“ I like it. “
“ So you like sucking cock Hu? “
“ I love to suck cock! “
“ Good now suck mine. “
I watched mom as she sat there with her legs crossed. She uncrossed them, placing her sexy sling backed high heels flat on the floor. With her legs spread in an inviting way. Her pants legs rose slightly, showing off more of her stocking clad ankles.
She sits there, expecting Mark to come to her.
“ Oh no! “ He pointed to the floor. “ On your knees!…Now! “
He said in a firm voice.
Mom slowly gets off the couch. And kneels before Mark. Unbuckling his belt. Then opening his slacks. I watched her pull his slacks and underwear down. And saw his cock pop out.
I watched for a moment as mom took him into her hand and stroked him.
I get over for a closer look.
“ Man you ain’t no God damn bigger than me! “
He then shoved me away.
“ Sit down and shut the fuck up! “
Which I did and and set the timer on my watch. Just as mom took his cock inside her mouth.
“ Mmm!….Oh yeah! “
Mark said while mom slurped away at his cock.
“ Look up at me! “
He said.
Mom looks right into his eyes as she swirls her tongue around his cock.
“ Is she gonna be a keeper? “
JP. Asks Mark.
“ Oh yeah this cunt is good!…Do you swallow? “
Mom nods her head with his cock fully inside her mouth.
Mark turned and smiles at JP.
He then reached down running his fingers through her hair. And held her head, and drove his cock in and out of her mouth fast.
From the couch I saw his body tense up.
“ Ahhhhhh! “ He said blowing his wad into her mouth.
“ A minute and a half!…I got you beat by 30 whole seconds man! “
“ I told you to shut the fuck up! Am I gonna have to get security to throw you out? “
Mom then came off his cock. She stuck out her tongue, showing them the thick white glob that was on it. She then swallowed it down like it was nothing.
“ Very good!…That was very good Mrs. Jones. Now sit back on the couch. We got to discuss something important. “
Mom sits back and looks as JP. Holds up her contact.
“ Did you sign this at your own free will?…You weren’t forced in any way? “
“ No sir. “
“ Did you read all the fine print? “
“ So you know that doing so you are allowing us to enslave you, for an undisclosed amount of time? “
Mom gets off the couch. And again gets on her knees, and looks straight down at the floor.
“ Yes sir Boss. “
I about fell off the couch hearing that one. Mom never called anybody boss.
JP., Mark and all the others looked at one another. Then back at mom. Who continued to stay on her knees.
They all were kind of dumbfounded. Most of the time they tell a woman that. She’s ready to crash through the door to get away. And mom just submits to them.
Boss was also not what they were used to hearing. In there slave sleek it as Master or Mistress.
But JP. Was definitely intrigued and wanted to explore her mind even more.
“ I’ve got a sense that you’ve got something to tell me? “
“ Boss I was born a slave. “
“ Okay so did your owner free you? “
“ No sir Boss. “
“ How long you been on the loose? “
“ Mid 1960’s Boss. “
JP. Gets up and walks over to her.
“ Well…Well…Well!…So what we’ve got here is a slave with a guilty conscience?”
With his finger he puts them under her chin, making her look up at him.
“ How old was you when you ran? “
“ I was a teenager. “
“ How do you know you were a teenager? “
“ I was old enough to bleed. So I was old enough to breed. “
“ That’s right. And as a slave were you ever bread? “
“ No sir Boss. I was fixing to be sold to be bread. “
You could see the anger coming on in JP’s face.
“ And I’m sure you remember what company was gonna buy you? “
“ Southwest “
With lighting fast speed JP. Slapped her across the face.
Mom goes to crying hysterically.
“ Do you know how much money you cost this owner that you refer to as Boss? And Southwest? “
Mom continued to sob uncontrollably.
JP turned to Mark.
“ Get on the phone!…Get me a bull up here! ASAP! “
“ No not at all. “
“ I can assure you. You’ll find it to be a enjoyable experience.
We’ll start with myself. “
He comes around and stands in front of the desk.
“ How do you feel about oral sex? “
“ I like it. “
“ So you like sucking cock Hu? “
“ I love to suck cock! “
“ Good now suck mine. “
I watched mom as she sat there with her legs crossed. She uncrossed them, placing her sexy sling backed high heels flat on the floor. With her legs spread in an inviting way. Her pants legs rose slightly, showing off more of her stocking clad ankles.
She sits there, expecting Mark to come to her.
“ Oh no! “ He pointed to the floor. “ On your knees!…Now! “
He said in a firm voice.
Mom slowly gets off the couch. And kneels before Mark. Unbuckling his belt. Then opening his slacks. I watched her pull his slacks and underwear down. And saw his cock pop out.
I watched for a moment as mom took him into her hand and stroked him.
I get over for a closer look.
“ Man you ain’t no God damn bigger than me! “
He then shoved me away.
“ Sit down and shut the fuck up! “
Which I did and and set the timer on my watch. Just as mom took his cock inside her mouth.
“ Mmm!….Oh yeah! “
Mark said while mom slurped away at his cock.
“ Look up at me! “
He said.
Mom looks right into his eyes as she swirls her tongue around his cock.
“ Is she gonna be a keeper? “
JP. Asks Mark.
“ Oh yeah this cunt is good!…Do you swallow? “
Mom nods her head with his cock fully inside her mouth.
Mark turned and smiles at JP.
He then reached down running his fingers through her hair. And held her head, and drove his cock in and out of her mouth fast.
From the couch I saw his body tense up.
“ Ahhhhhh! “ He said blowing his wad into her mouth.
“ A minute and a half!…I got you beat by 30 whole seconds man! “
“ I told you to shut the fuck up! Am I gonna have to get security to throw you out? “
Mom then came off his cock. She stuck out her tongue, showing them the thick white glob that was on it. She then swallowed it down like it was nothing.
“ Very good!…That was very good Mrs. Jones. Now sit back on the couch. We got to discuss something important. “
Mom sits back and looks as JP. Holds up her contact.
“ Did you sign this at your own free will?…You weren’t forced in any way? “
“ No sir. “
“ Did you read all the fine print? “
“ So you know that doing so you are allowing us to enslave you, for an undisclosed amount of time? “
Mom gets off the couch. And again gets on her knees, and looks straight down at the floor.
“ Yes sir Boss. “
I about fell off the couch hearing that one. Mom never called anybody boss.
JP., Mark and all the others looked at one another. Then back at mom. Who continued to stay on her knees.
They all were kind of dumbfounded. Most of the time they tell a woman that. She’s ready to crash through the door to get away. And mom just submits to them.
Boss was also not what they were used to hearing. In there slave sleek it as Master or Mistress.
But JP. Was definitely intrigued and wanted to explore her mind even more.
“ I’ve got a sense that you’ve got something to tell me? “
“ Boss I was born a slave. “
“ Okay so did your owner free you? “
“ No sir Boss. “
“ How long you been on the loose? “
“ Mid 1960’s Boss. “
JP. Gets up and walks over to her.
“ Well…Well…Well!…So what we’ve got here is a slave with a guilty conscience?”
With his finger he puts them under her chin, making her look up at him.
“ How old was you when you ran? “
“ I was a teenager. “
“ How do you know you were a teenager? “
“ I was old enough to bleed. So I was old enough to breed. “
“ That’s right. And as a slave were you ever bread? “
“ No sir Boss. I was fixing to be sold to be bread. “
You could see the anger coming on in JP’s face.
“ And I’m sure you remember what company was gonna buy you? “
“ Southwest “
With lighting fast speed JP. Slapped her across the face.
Mom goes to crying hysterically.
“ Do you know how much money you cost this owner that you refer to as Boss? And Southwest? “
Mom continued to sob uncontrollably.
JP turned to Mark.
“ Get on the phone!…Get me a bull up here! ASAP! “
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Mark grabbed the phone up. Calling down to the stud stable, while they allow mom to drown herself in her own tears.
They flowed down her face like a river, streaking all her makeup up.
I’d never seen anything like it. On one hand I wanted to take her into my arms and console her. But on the other. I was on the end of my seat intrigued with whatever they had in store for her.
After all she did it to herself. I gave her plenty of chances to walk away, and she insisted to go through with it.
Minutes passed. Mom seemed to have for the most part, cry herself out. And was trying to get herself together, for whatever was gonna happen next.
The door swings open. And in walks this beast of a man, or slave I guess. Considering the collar he wore.
He was naked except for the collar. And his ankles shackled with a short chain between them.
He has to duck to come through the doorway. At almost seven feet tall. His muscles were huge. His uncut cock hung flaccid way down his thigh. And was almost as big around as a fucking beer can.
He was blonde and to me looked possibly German. As aryan God walking through the door if it wasn’t for the chains and collar.
His face showed no emotion. His blue eyes just gave you an icy cold stare.
“ Ahhh!…Perfect the 454 model. “
JP said with a smile.
He hands Mark a key, so his ankle restraints could be removed.
Mom still on her knees, looking at the floor. Her long auburn hair hanging straight down, hiding any view of her face.
“ Mrs. Jones Why don’t you look up and say hello to 454? “
Mom turned her head to her left and looks up. At the monster looking down on her.
Her eyes so big I thought they we’re gonna pop out of her head. Her jaw just dropped to the floor almost.
“ 454 Mrs. Jones here has been on the loose for a long time. I think she needs a good pounding I want her to feel some pain! I’m sure your gonna impress us? “
454 just nods.
JP looks over at me, as I sat on the couch.
“ Why don’t you get up!…And let a real man sit down? “
I quickly jump up and get as far away from 454 as I could. For the moment I stay by the door, ready to run. Cause I didn’t want that son of a bitch getting a hold of me.
454 sits down on the couch. He kind of leans back and extended his right arm, laying it comfortably across the back of the couch.
He continued to just look down at mom.
JP looks down at mom again.
“ Get up! “
Mom slowly gets to her feet.
The crew all gets to there cameras. Lighting is adjusted.
You could start hearing the clicking of cameras like a reporter would use, taking pictures of the president or something.
“ Walk across the room for us…Pretend your some French model, showing off a million dollar dress. “
Mom does her best to perform. She starts walking with her back to them.
“ Look over your shoulder at me and smile! “
JP sits up on the desk watching her closely. There was a stripper pole along the way.
“ Swing around that pole a little! “
Mom grabbed the pole with her right hand and around and around she goes.
“ What you think? “
JP asks Mark.
“ Get about 40 pounds off of her! Get her trained! Fix her up and she might be all right over seas! “
“ That’s kind of what I was thinking to! “
Mom tossed her head around, swinging that beautiful head of hair.
wishing she had a little music to listen to if being a dancer was what they had in mind for her. It had been a long time since she’d been in a jiggle joint. So swinging around a pole wasn’t exactly natural to her.
“ Get her evaluated…Get her trained and see how she grades. Then we can put her on the block and see what we can get for her. “
Mom does her best to pull herself up the pole and hang upside down. Unfortunately she falls on to the floor.
“ Hey get back over here!…Before you hurt yourself!…Fucking vet bills cost money you know? “
Mom struts her stuff back over to the front of the couch. And stands there in her pristine business suit and sexy heels.
“ Take off your top nice and slowly! “
Mom slips off the black jacket. And lays it carefully over the arm of the couch.
She turned to face them. And slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She pulls it open and slips it over her shoulders.
“ Look at that gut! What we gonna do with that? “
Moms chubby belly hangs over the front of her pants.
“ She’s got weight loss surgery scheduled for next month. “
I told them.
“ No she’s gonna loose it the old fashioned way…Low fat kibble and water. Along with the right amount of exercise. I can tell right now she’s never gonna be graded prime anything. Over seas to the suck bar is what I predict. “
Moms outcome for a slave. Wasn't looking good.
She took off the pink blouse and carefully folded it, and laid it on top of her jacket.
She reached around her back unhooking her bra. Her big tits fell and sagged.
JP sighs as he hopped off the desk. He comes to her to examine them.
As he groped, lifted pinching and pulling at her nipples. She again thought back to her teenage years. Feeling just like a pice of cattle.
“ You’ve got children?…Babies sucking on them makes them sag you know? “
Mom just nods. She didn’t like the idea that the subject of children came up. It kind of upped the stress level quite a bit. Knowing there’s probably a sick sadistic reason for doing so.
JP looks down at the floor. He snatched up her purse.
Mom cringed as he opens it, and dumps out the last of her possessions that she had with her.
She watched as he opens her billfold. And finds her pictures.
He takes a picture out of a young marine.
“ Who is this? “
“ My husband. “
“ If your ever freed. Make sure you thank him for his service for me. “
“ He’s dead. “
“ Did he die in war? “
“ Vietnam “
JP sighs again and shows her just a little sympathy.
“ Sorry for your loss. “
“ Thank you. “
He flips through the pictures and pulls a picture out of Misty and Crystal together.
“ You got twins?…There very beautiful. “
“ Thank you. “
“ Yeah these two right here as a pair will make us a lot more money than you ever will. “
Mom falls to her knees, crying and begging.
“ Not my children!…Please don’t hurt my children! “
“ You should have thought about that before you walked through the door. “
JP lets her sob and beg for a minute.
Watching her with amusement.
“ Get up!…On your feet! “
Mom again gets to her feet.
“ Hold them shoulders back!…Chin up!…Suck in that fat gut! “
JP slowly walks around her, looking her over.
“ Mark come here! “
Mark comes over.
“ Look at this! “
JP runs his fingers down the faded but still visible scars on her back.
“ Whoever Boss was didn’t know how to whip her….What the Hell did he whip you with? “
“ Usually a switch. “
“ Shit! We’ll be lucky to get $500.00 for this! “
JP sighs again.
He holds the picture up in front of mom.
“ If somehow you do slip through the cracks, and get away!…We will find these two. And they will take your place! Do we understand one another? “
“ Yes sir Boss! “
“ Sir may this slave speak? “
“ Go ahead. “
“ May I take my pictures and clothes with me? “
“ No Considering what I saw of some of your political positions. I think the only right thing to do would be to donate your clothing to one of the homeless shelters. You should feel good about that. And since you mentioned clothes. You can drop those pants right now! “
Mom sighs again and slowly unbuckled her belt. And then her pants. They then fell to her feet.
JP looks at Mark. I was hoping you’d at least bring one in wearing a thong. She got them damn fat girl panties on! “
Mom stepped out of her pants. And neatly folded them, and laid them over the rest of her clothes. She then stood there facing them all in her light blue full backed panties, high heels and stockings. With her legs apart.
Mark looked over at 454. His right hand was slowly stroking himself.
“ What you think so far? “
454 held up his cock and let it drop. It wasn’t even a quarter of the way hard yet.
“ It ain’t looking good sir! “
Mark said to JP. “
“ She’ll get him up!…Turn around! Bend at the waist. Nice and slowly pull those panties down! “
Mom hooked her thumbs into her waistband, and slowly pulls her panties down.
“ Nice she’s shaved!…Maybe not perfect but it’s nice to see a woman of her age doing that…And she’s been branded to.”
JP and Mark start examining her brand. Which was the letters CP with a circle around it, on her right butt cheek. It was kind of crude and not as defined as a Southwest brand would have been.
“ That looks like shit!…Damn points will be taken off for that to!..What does CP stand for? “
“ I was the property of Cole Parker. “
“ Who was Cole Parker? “
“ My daddy. “
“ What happened to him? “
“ He died in jail waiting on his murder trial. “
“ Who did he murder? “
“ A truancy officer. “
“ And how did that come about? “
“ When I ran away I met my husband. He took me with him to California, where he was based out of. His family went to the authorities. Telling them there was a bunch of kids that had never been to school. “
“ And how many others were there? “
“ I’m the oldest of 11 girls and one boy. All the girls we’re gonna be sold. “
“ And what happened to all of them? “
“ They all got split up, and put in foster care. My brother was the only one old enough to live on his own. “
“ And what happened to him? “
“ He got gunned down in the street, in Jackson trying to rob a bank. “
JP slaps her across the face again.
“ Fucking cunt!…Look at all the trouble you caused by running away…What happened to your momma? “
“ She went to the nervous hospital. When she got out she dove off a bridge on to I-55. “
“ God a mighty!…What a fucking story! “
He looked moms unfit body over again.
“ You like wearing high heels and stockings? “
“ Yes sir Boss. “
“ Slaves don’t wear high heels and stockings!…Take them off! “
Mom turned to the side by the end of the couch, and slipped her feet out of her sexy high heels for the last time. She then turned towards 454 and placed her stocking clad foot up on his thigh. And slowly started rolling her stocking down off her right leg.
JP came from behind and smacked mom on her fat ass. He looks with disgust at the cellulite on her thick thighs jiggling.
“ What the Hell are we gonna do about that? “
JP asks Mark.
“ Squats I guess. “
“ How many squats you think? “
“ Probably 400 or 500 a day I guess. “
“ Shit!…She’d never hold up to that! “
By then mom was out of both her stockings. She took them and squatted down and tucked them inside her shoes.
She then stood up again. For them to look over her fully naked body.
“ Open your mouth! “
Mom opens wide.
JP inspected the inside of her mouth.
“ She’s a fucking smoker!…What the Hell is this? “
He reached into her mouth, wiggling at her top teeth, and pulled out a four tooth bridge.
“ What the Hell man?…You taking her teeth to? “
I yell at them from across the room.
“ Don’t worry about it! She’s gonna get a full mouth of pearly white implants!..We won’t be able to sell her without doing that!…Damn cunt is gonna cost a fortune to just fix her up! “
He spins her around to face 454.
“ 454 needs serviced! Get on your knees and service him! “
They flowed down her face like a river, streaking all her makeup up.
I’d never seen anything like it. On one hand I wanted to take her into my arms and console her. But on the other. I was on the end of my seat intrigued with whatever they had in store for her.
After all she did it to herself. I gave her plenty of chances to walk away, and she insisted to go through with it.
Minutes passed. Mom seemed to have for the most part, cry herself out. And was trying to get herself together, for whatever was gonna happen next.
The door swings open. And in walks this beast of a man, or slave I guess. Considering the collar he wore.
He was naked except for the collar. And his ankles shackled with a short chain between them.
He has to duck to come through the doorway. At almost seven feet tall. His muscles were huge. His uncut cock hung flaccid way down his thigh. And was almost as big around as a fucking beer can.
He was blonde and to me looked possibly German. As aryan God walking through the door if it wasn’t for the chains and collar.
His face showed no emotion. His blue eyes just gave you an icy cold stare.
“ Ahhh!…Perfect the 454 model. “
JP said with a smile.
He hands Mark a key, so his ankle restraints could be removed.
Mom still on her knees, looking at the floor. Her long auburn hair hanging straight down, hiding any view of her face.
“ Mrs. Jones Why don’t you look up and say hello to 454? “
Mom turned her head to her left and looks up. At the monster looking down on her.
Her eyes so big I thought they we’re gonna pop out of her head. Her jaw just dropped to the floor almost.
“ 454 Mrs. Jones here has been on the loose for a long time. I think she needs a good pounding I want her to feel some pain! I’m sure your gonna impress us? “
454 just nods.
JP looks over at me, as I sat on the couch.
“ Why don’t you get up!…And let a real man sit down? “
I quickly jump up and get as far away from 454 as I could. For the moment I stay by the door, ready to run. Cause I didn’t want that son of a bitch getting a hold of me.
454 sits down on the couch. He kind of leans back and extended his right arm, laying it comfortably across the back of the couch.
He continued to just look down at mom.
JP looks down at mom again.
“ Get up! “
Mom slowly gets to her feet.
The crew all gets to there cameras. Lighting is adjusted.
You could start hearing the clicking of cameras like a reporter would use, taking pictures of the president or something.
“ Walk across the room for us…Pretend your some French model, showing off a million dollar dress. “
Mom does her best to perform. She starts walking with her back to them.
“ Look over your shoulder at me and smile! “
JP sits up on the desk watching her closely. There was a stripper pole along the way.
“ Swing around that pole a little! “
Mom grabbed the pole with her right hand and around and around she goes.
“ What you think? “
JP asks Mark.
“ Get about 40 pounds off of her! Get her trained! Fix her up and she might be all right over seas! “
“ That’s kind of what I was thinking to! “
Mom tossed her head around, swinging that beautiful head of hair.
wishing she had a little music to listen to if being a dancer was what they had in mind for her. It had been a long time since she’d been in a jiggle joint. So swinging around a pole wasn’t exactly natural to her.
“ Get her evaluated…Get her trained and see how she grades. Then we can put her on the block and see what we can get for her. “
Mom does her best to pull herself up the pole and hang upside down. Unfortunately she falls on to the floor.
“ Hey get back over here!…Before you hurt yourself!…Fucking vet bills cost money you know? “
Mom struts her stuff back over to the front of the couch. And stands there in her pristine business suit and sexy heels.
“ Take off your top nice and slowly! “
Mom slips off the black jacket. And lays it carefully over the arm of the couch.
She turned to face them. And slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She pulls it open and slips it over her shoulders.
“ Look at that gut! What we gonna do with that? “
Moms chubby belly hangs over the front of her pants.
“ She’s got weight loss surgery scheduled for next month. “
I told them.
“ No she’s gonna loose it the old fashioned way…Low fat kibble and water. Along with the right amount of exercise. I can tell right now she’s never gonna be graded prime anything. Over seas to the suck bar is what I predict. “
Moms outcome for a slave. Wasn't looking good.
She took off the pink blouse and carefully folded it, and laid it on top of her jacket.
She reached around her back unhooking her bra. Her big tits fell and sagged.
JP sighs as he hopped off the desk. He comes to her to examine them.
As he groped, lifted pinching and pulling at her nipples. She again thought back to her teenage years. Feeling just like a pice of cattle.
“ You’ve got children?…Babies sucking on them makes them sag you know? “
Mom just nods. She didn’t like the idea that the subject of children came up. It kind of upped the stress level quite a bit. Knowing there’s probably a sick sadistic reason for doing so.
JP looks down at the floor. He snatched up her purse.
Mom cringed as he opens it, and dumps out the last of her possessions that she had with her.
She watched as he opens her billfold. And finds her pictures.
He takes a picture out of a young marine.
“ Who is this? “
“ My husband. “
“ If your ever freed. Make sure you thank him for his service for me. “
“ He’s dead. “
“ Did he die in war? “
“ Vietnam “
JP sighs again and shows her just a little sympathy.
“ Sorry for your loss. “
“ Thank you. “
He flips through the pictures and pulls a picture out of Misty and Crystal together.
“ You got twins?…There very beautiful. “
“ Thank you. “
“ Yeah these two right here as a pair will make us a lot more money than you ever will. “
Mom falls to her knees, crying and begging.
“ Not my children!…Please don’t hurt my children! “
“ You should have thought about that before you walked through the door. “
JP lets her sob and beg for a minute.
Watching her with amusement.
“ Get up!…On your feet! “
Mom again gets to her feet.
“ Hold them shoulders back!…Chin up!…Suck in that fat gut! “
JP slowly walks around her, looking her over.
“ Mark come here! “
Mark comes over.
“ Look at this! “
JP runs his fingers down the faded but still visible scars on her back.
“ Whoever Boss was didn’t know how to whip her….What the Hell did he whip you with? “
“ Usually a switch. “
“ Shit! We’ll be lucky to get $500.00 for this! “
JP sighs again.
He holds the picture up in front of mom.
“ If somehow you do slip through the cracks, and get away!…We will find these two. And they will take your place! Do we understand one another? “
“ Yes sir Boss! “
“ Sir may this slave speak? “
“ Go ahead. “
“ May I take my pictures and clothes with me? “
“ No Considering what I saw of some of your political positions. I think the only right thing to do would be to donate your clothing to one of the homeless shelters. You should feel good about that. And since you mentioned clothes. You can drop those pants right now! “
Mom sighs again and slowly unbuckled her belt. And then her pants. They then fell to her feet.
JP looks at Mark. I was hoping you’d at least bring one in wearing a thong. She got them damn fat girl panties on! “
Mom stepped out of her pants. And neatly folded them, and laid them over the rest of her clothes. She then stood there facing them all in her light blue full backed panties, high heels and stockings. With her legs apart.
Mark looked over at 454. His right hand was slowly stroking himself.
“ What you think so far? “
454 held up his cock and let it drop. It wasn’t even a quarter of the way hard yet.
“ It ain’t looking good sir! “
Mark said to JP. “
“ She’ll get him up!…Turn around! Bend at the waist. Nice and slowly pull those panties down! “
Mom hooked her thumbs into her waistband, and slowly pulls her panties down.
“ Nice she’s shaved!…Maybe not perfect but it’s nice to see a woman of her age doing that…And she’s been branded to.”
JP and Mark start examining her brand. Which was the letters CP with a circle around it, on her right butt cheek. It was kind of crude and not as defined as a Southwest brand would have been.
“ That looks like shit!…Damn points will be taken off for that to!..What does CP stand for? “
“ I was the property of Cole Parker. “
“ Who was Cole Parker? “
“ My daddy. “
“ What happened to him? “
“ He died in jail waiting on his murder trial. “
“ Who did he murder? “
“ A truancy officer. “
“ And how did that come about? “
“ When I ran away I met my husband. He took me with him to California, where he was based out of. His family went to the authorities. Telling them there was a bunch of kids that had never been to school. “
“ And how many others were there? “
“ I’m the oldest of 11 girls and one boy. All the girls we’re gonna be sold. “
“ And what happened to all of them? “
“ They all got split up, and put in foster care. My brother was the only one old enough to live on his own. “
“ And what happened to him? “
“ He got gunned down in the street, in Jackson trying to rob a bank. “
JP slaps her across the face again.
“ Fucking cunt!…Look at all the trouble you caused by running away…What happened to your momma? “
“ She went to the nervous hospital. When she got out she dove off a bridge on to I-55. “
“ God a mighty!…What a fucking story! “
He looked moms unfit body over again.
“ You like wearing high heels and stockings? “
“ Yes sir Boss. “
“ Slaves don’t wear high heels and stockings!…Take them off! “
Mom turned to the side by the end of the couch, and slipped her feet out of her sexy high heels for the last time. She then turned towards 454 and placed her stocking clad foot up on his thigh. And slowly started rolling her stocking down off her right leg.
JP came from behind and smacked mom on her fat ass. He looks with disgust at the cellulite on her thick thighs jiggling.
“ What the Hell are we gonna do about that? “
JP asks Mark.
“ Squats I guess. “
“ How many squats you think? “
“ Probably 400 or 500 a day I guess. “
“ Shit!…She’d never hold up to that! “
By then mom was out of both her stockings. She took them and squatted down and tucked them inside her shoes.
She then stood up again. For them to look over her fully naked body.
“ Open your mouth! “
Mom opens wide.
JP inspected the inside of her mouth.
“ She’s a fucking smoker!…What the Hell is this? “
He reached into her mouth, wiggling at her top teeth, and pulled out a four tooth bridge.
“ What the Hell man?…You taking her teeth to? “
I yell at them from across the room.
“ Don’t worry about it! She’s gonna get a full mouth of pearly white implants!..We won’t be able to sell her without doing that!…Damn cunt is gonna cost a fortune to just fix her up! “
He spins her around to face 454.
“ 454 needs serviced! Get on your knees and service him! “
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Re: Return to slavery #2
Mom knelt down between 454’s legs.
She took hold of his cock. It was so thick she couldn’t even get her hand all the way around it.
“ So big! “ She said out loud.
She then felt a leather strap strike her ass.
She screams out and jumps in pain. Then felt the burn that just lingers.
“ No talking! Slaves are meant to be seen and not heard! “
Mom continued to work at 454’s cock. Having to resort to using two hands to stroke him. She then slipped her tongue under his forsaken and licked the inside of it, pushing it outward.
Looking up she sees a camera coming her way, recording everything she’s doing.
She pulls the forsaken back from the head and teased it, flicking her tongue against it. Before going down on him. The further down she goes the thicker it gets, filling and stretching her mouth.
Stroking and sucking. And a short time later she had him rock hard.
He pushed her back only to get up off the couch. He towers over the barley five foot tall woman. And pushed her over to the desk. Bending her over it. Positioning her, so she’s looking straight into a camera.
From behind she feels him teasing her swollen clit, with the head of his cock. She then feels it sliding along her slick slit. Then the head was against her opening.
And he pushed.
“ Ahhhhhhhhhh!….Shit! “
From the side she feels the leather strap strike her upper back.
“ I said no talking! “
JP yells at her.
454 hits bottom. With still at least 3 inches of cock, sticking out of her cunt.
It was so thick stuffing her so fully and tight. That she thought she’d feel a rip any second.
454 held her hips. And just cut loose, pounding the shit out of her. With sweat pouring, and her hair going everywhere. She turned her head to the left. And just looked at the emotional less beast. With a horrific look on her face.
10 minutes of constant pounding. He pulls out and spins her around. Mounts her missionary style.
She lifted her feet up in the air.
From the other side of the desk. Mark grabbed her ankles, pulling and holding them back. Folding her completely in half.
JP brings out a spinning vibrator. And puts it to her clit.
Her entire body tensed up. Her toes curled and she lets out another squeal.
Mark lets go of her ankles. JP pulls the vibrator away. And 454 reached around, wrapping his arms around her. Picking her up like she’s nothing. High up in the air she looks around and throws her arms around his muscular back. Her legs around him with her feet locked together. And just holds on for dear life.
She tossed her head back and screams as another orgasm hits.
454 pulls out and sets her down on the floor. Her wobbly legs so weak she just falls.
“ Fuck her in the ass! “
JP demanded.
“ Noooooooooooooo! “
Mom screams out.
454 grabbed her by the hair of the head. Lifting her out of the floor, and shoved down across the desk again.
The crack of the leather strap strikes her upper back again.
“ Bitch!…I said no talking! “
Mom screams out in pain again.
Mark comes around her from behind. With a tube of lube in hand. His fingers shove deep inside her tight little hole.
454 takes the tube of lube and lubes the entire length of his cock.
Mom starts struggling to try to get away.
454 grabbed and held her face down on the desk. While JP strikes her fat pale ass, with the strap. The welts from the strap quickly turns her white ass to pink.
She finally submitted. And 454 could get his cock into her ass. His girth just stretched and stretched her poop shoot wide.
From across the room I just looked on with amazement. Seeing that awesome cock just destroying her ass.
Once loosened up his big balls just slapped against her cunt. Making her come again.
Finally he pulls out. Grabbed her by the hair of the head again. Shoved her down to her knees. And jerked off all over her face.
All of it on camera.
“ Oh yeah!…What a Fucking mess! “
JP said.
Mom looked like total shit. Her hair was a mess. Her makeup was totally wrecked, after all the crying and the cum shot that just coated it. Her jaws hurt from being stretched by his massive cock. Her cunt would probably never feel a normal sized cock again. And her ass hurt so bad she’s surprised she’s not having to wear diapers.
And they wasn’t through with her yet.
“ When was your last bowl movement? “
“ Yesterday “
She took hold of his cock. It was so thick she couldn’t even get her hand all the way around it.
“ So big! “ She said out loud.
She then felt a leather strap strike her ass.
She screams out and jumps in pain. Then felt the burn that just lingers.
“ No talking! Slaves are meant to be seen and not heard! “
Mom continued to work at 454’s cock. Having to resort to using two hands to stroke him. She then slipped her tongue under his forsaken and licked the inside of it, pushing it outward.
Looking up she sees a camera coming her way, recording everything she’s doing.
She pulls the forsaken back from the head and teased it, flicking her tongue against it. Before going down on him. The further down she goes the thicker it gets, filling and stretching her mouth.
Stroking and sucking. And a short time later she had him rock hard.
He pushed her back only to get up off the couch. He towers over the barley five foot tall woman. And pushed her over to the desk. Bending her over it. Positioning her, so she’s looking straight into a camera.
From behind she feels him teasing her swollen clit, with the head of his cock. She then feels it sliding along her slick slit. Then the head was against her opening.
And he pushed.
“ Ahhhhhhhhhh!….Shit! “
From the side she feels the leather strap strike her upper back.
“ I said no talking! “
JP yells at her.
454 hits bottom. With still at least 3 inches of cock, sticking out of her cunt.
It was so thick stuffing her so fully and tight. That she thought she’d feel a rip any second.
454 held her hips. And just cut loose, pounding the shit out of her. With sweat pouring, and her hair going everywhere. She turned her head to the left. And just looked at the emotional less beast. With a horrific look on her face.
10 minutes of constant pounding. He pulls out and spins her around. Mounts her missionary style.
She lifted her feet up in the air.
From the other side of the desk. Mark grabbed her ankles, pulling and holding them back. Folding her completely in half.
JP brings out a spinning vibrator. And puts it to her clit.
Her entire body tensed up. Her toes curled and she lets out another squeal.
Mark lets go of her ankles. JP pulls the vibrator away. And 454 reached around, wrapping his arms around her. Picking her up like she’s nothing. High up in the air she looks around and throws her arms around his muscular back. Her legs around him with her feet locked together. And just holds on for dear life.
She tossed her head back and screams as another orgasm hits.
454 pulls out and sets her down on the floor. Her wobbly legs so weak she just falls.
“ Fuck her in the ass! “
JP demanded.
“ Noooooooooooooo! “
Mom screams out.
454 grabbed her by the hair of the head. Lifting her out of the floor, and shoved down across the desk again.
The crack of the leather strap strikes her upper back again.
“ Bitch!…I said no talking! “
Mom screams out in pain again.
Mark comes around her from behind. With a tube of lube in hand. His fingers shove deep inside her tight little hole.
454 takes the tube of lube and lubes the entire length of his cock.
Mom starts struggling to try to get away.
454 grabbed and held her face down on the desk. While JP strikes her fat pale ass, with the strap. The welts from the strap quickly turns her white ass to pink.
She finally submitted. And 454 could get his cock into her ass. His girth just stretched and stretched her poop shoot wide.
From across the room I just looked on with amazement. Seeing that awesome cock just destroying her ass.
Once loosened up his big balls just slapped against her cunt. Making her come again.
Finally he pulls out. Grabbed her by the hair of the head again. Shoved her down to her knees. And jerked off all over her face.
All of it on camera.
“ Oh yeah!…What a Fucking mess! “
JP said.
Mom looked like total shit. Her hair was a mess. Her makeup was totally wrecked, after all the crying and the cum shot that just coated it. Her jaws hurt from being stretched by his massive cock. Her cunt would probably never feel a normal sized cock again. And her ass hurt so bad she’s surprised she’s not having to wear diapers.
And they wasn’t through with her yet.
“ When was your last bowl movement? “
“ Yesterday “
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Re: Return to slavery #2
Mom was forced into a bathroom and shoved into the shower.
The girl from the front desk was called in. She stripped off her blouse and skirt.
And got into the shower with mom.
“ Down! “
She’d be positioned on all fours. As the girl would lube her ass hole again. And feed the tip and tube of the enima bag.
Mom couldn’t believe how gentle the girl was with her.
“ She’s had to have done a lot of these?”
Mom says to herself.
As her rectum is filled, she starts to feel full and bloated.
She’s made to get up and just stand there and hold it in.
In a matter of moments. She’d make a dash for the toilet.
Of course everyone on the entire scene will just stand around and watch. It to will be recorded.
As she sat there there’d be an explosive fart and she’d fill the toilet up as she expelled the fluid from with in her.
“ Done yet? “
“ No sir Boss! “
She sat there another minute. Everyone heard the huge turds fall and splash, into the toilet.
She then nodded, and was grabbed by the arm. Drug back into the shower. Bent over and had her ass power washed.
She stood under the shower. And was handed soap and shampoo.
“ Get all that makeup off! “
They watched mom as she washed her face and hair.
The girl would then join her, with a brush and soap. The rest of her body would be scrubbed clean.
“ Shit!…Do they not think I can get my own self clean? “
Mom says to herself.
Once rinsed she’d be placed under an air dryer.
Once dried she found herself led to a metal table. Laying on it. She was then waxed, arms, legs and most of all her pussy. And around her ass hole.
Moms teeth would be clenched, and tears running out of her eyes, as the wax would be ripped away from her flesh.
Once that torture was done. She was forced to just lay there. While JP looked over square inch of her body.
“ Look at that face!…Crows feet?…Laugh lines?…Freckles? “
“ You told me to get an older woman? “
“ I was expecting you to do better than this! “
“ How was I supposed to know?…She looked hot in her suit and makeup! “
“ When she gets to Dallas. I’m gonna be getting a call, and I’ll be getting my ass chewed out over this one! “
“ We could let her go? “
“ No! She’s a runaway slave! The issue of that has to be dealt with! “
Mom was then pulled off the table. Back on all fours again. Ass hole lubed. But plug installed. Her ankles shackled.
“ Back hands! “
Mom quickly put her hands behind her back. Which did impress JP. She'd been through that before.
A collar would then be put around her neck. Leash attached.
JP then got on the computer. Shipping label needed to be printed out. She’d be issued the number 1212.
Once at Dallas she’d get her bar code. And inner lip tattoo. They weren’t set up for that in-depth of a process.
The slave girl and 454 would escort mom down stairs. From a window from above. Me, JP, Mark would watch her walking naked between the two of them.
She was led to a poodle cage, made to kneel and back herself inside of it. Looked as if there was a mat for her to be on. Her shipping documents were attached to the cage.
The cages were designed so a fork lift could scoop them up. Multiple cages would be stacked on top of one another.
Then they would be smoothly and efficiently picked up and driven into the trailer.
“ What happens to her now? “
I ask with interest.
“ She’ll be examined, evaluated. Then it’s off to slave camp…Think of it as a boot camp with out the boots of course. She’ll need a lot of work. Probably 90 days or so. She’ll be evaluated again. Then graded. Her grade will determine her value. She’ll then be put on the block and sold. “
He then turned and shook my hand.
“ Oh there’s one last thing. “
“ What’s that? “
“ Your reward. You brought in a runaway slave. He goes back to his desk and cuts me a $2,000 check.
I felt guilty and sad after taking the money.
The day’s events was not the way I intended or expected.
I drove moms Cadillac back home. Stressing out to the max. It was my place to explain to her daughters what had happened.
And when I did of course it was all my damn fault.
According to them it was my place to look after mom. Cause mom doesn’t always make the best decisions for herself.
2 weeks later.
I get an e-mail. It’s a XXX video.
I click on it. It opens up to show a picture of mom in her sexy professional business suit.
“ Oh shit!.. Here we go! “
I click on the video. Of course most of it was edited out. But it did show a lot of her stripping down and the brutal fuck from 454.
I just took the video and forwarded it to my wife and her sister. No way did I want to be present, when they watched it.
3 weeks later.
At moms real estate office. Her daughter Crystal was going through the mail.
“ What the Hell? “
She says with a surprised look.
I walk over to her.
“ What is it? “
“ It’s a bill from a dentist in Dallas! &30,000 for implants. “
“ Oh that’s moms new teeth. “
“ I got a bill for $10,000 last week from a plastic surgeon!…We’re having to pay for this? “
Crystal wasn’t happy about all that.
Four weeks later.
A Fed-Ex truck shows up in front of the office.
Driver gets out, raised the back door.
Crystal and Misty go outside to see what it is.
The driver takes a pallet Jack shoved it under a pallet. There was a box that said Southwest Live animal. The box had holes for air and ventilation.
He rolls it over to the lift gate.
“ I can’t let you have it, until you pay the shipping. “
From inside the box they hear bumping around against it.
“ It’s mom!…Go get the check book! “
She tells Misty.
Crystal looks over the bill.
“ $5,000 For shipping? “
There was more bumping around from inside the box.
“ It’s a living animal…There’s special precautions to transporting living things.”
The driver explained.
Crystal sighs and writes him out a check.
Lift gate comes down.
“ Can you get it inside for us? “
“ Yes mam. “
With the Jack he rolls it over the bumpy parking lot. No way was the pallet gonna fit through the door.
The driver turned the box over on its side and rolls it end over end through the door.
He then turned it over on its top. They hear what sounds like kicking.
“ Dumb ass!…Can’t you read? It says this end up! “
Crystal yells at him, pointing at the box.
“ I’m sorry mam!…What is this thing anyway? “
“ It’s mom! “
Misty gets a box cutter.
The driver just hangs around to watch as Misty works to cut away the cardboard box.
And there was mom. Naked hands cuffed in the front. Ball gag in mouth. Collared with a leash. Ankles shackled. But plug in ass with shit leaking around it. There was also a strong smell of piss. Yeah she pissed on her mat.
There was a packing slip for slave 1212 attached to the cage with keys in plastic taped to it.
Crystal raced to get the keys and free mom from her poodle cage.
Mom was finally back. They determined that she wasn’t slave worthy and returned her.
The end
The girl from the front desk was called in. She stripped off her blouse and skirt.
And got into the shower with mom.
“ Down! “
She’d be positioned on all fours. As the girl would lube her ass hole again. And feed the tip and tube of the enima bag.
Mom couldn’t believe how gentle the girl was with her.
“ She’s had to have done a lot of these?”
Mom says to herself.
As her rectum is filled, she starts to feel full and bloated.
She’s made to get up and just stand there and hold it in.
In a matter of moments. She’d make a dash for the toilet.
Of course everyone on the entire scene will just stand around and watch. It to will be recorded.
As she sat there there’d be an explosive fart and she’d fill the toilet up as she expelled the fluid from with in her.
“ Done yet? “
“ No sir Boss! “
She sat there another minute. Everyone heard the huge turds fall and splash, into the toilet.
She then nodded, and was grabbed by the arm. Drug back into the shower. Bent over and had her ass power washed.
She stood under the shower. And was handed soap and shampoo.
“ Get all that makeup off! “
They watched mom as she washed her face and hair.
The girl would then join her, with a brush and soap. The rest of her body would be scrubbed clean.
“ Shit!…Do they not think I can get my own self clean? “
Mom says to herself.
Once rinsed she’d be placed under an air dryer.
Once dried she found herself led to a metal table. Laying on it. She was then waxed, arms, legs and most of all her pussy. And around her ass hole.
Moms teeth would be clenched, and tears running out of her eyes, as the wax would be ripped away from her flesh.
Once that torture was done. She was forced to just lay there. While JP looked over square inch of her body.
“ Look at that face!…Crows feet?…Laugh lines?…Freckles? “
“ You told me to get an older woman? “
“ I was expecting you to do better than this! “
“ How was I supposed to know?…She looked hot in her suit and makeup! “
“ When she gets to Dallas. I’m gonna be getting a call, and I’ll be getting my ass chewed out over this one! “
“ We could let her go? “
“ No! She’s a runaway slave! The issue of that has to be dealt with! “
Mom was then pulled off the table. Back on all fours again. Ass hole lubed. But plug installed. Her ankles shackled.
“ Back hands! “
Mom quickly put her hands behind her back. Which did impress JP. She'd been through that before.
A collar would then be put around her neck. Leash attached.
JP then got on the computer. Shipping label needed to be printed out. She’d be issued the number 1212.
Once at Dallas she’d get her bar code. And inner lip tattoo. They weren’t set up for that in-depth of a process.
The slave girl and 454 would escort mom down stairs. From a window from above. Me, JP, Mark would watch her walking naked between the two of them.
She was led to a poodle cage, made to kneel and back herself inside of it. Looked as if there was a mat for her to be on. Her shipping documents were attached to the cage.
The cages were designed so a fork lift could scoop them up. Multiple cages would be stacked on top of one another.
Then they would be smoothly and efficiently picked up and driven into the trailer.
“ What happens to her now? “
I ask with interest.
“ She’ll be examined, evaluated. Then it’s off to slave camp…Think of it as a boot camp with out the boots of course. She’ll need a lot of work. Probably 90 days or so. She’ll be evaluated again. Then graded. Her grade will determine her value. She’ll then be put on the block and sold. “
He then turned and shook my hand.
“ Oh there’s one last thing. “
“ What’s that? “
“ Your reward. You brought in a runaway slave. He goes back to his desk and cuts me a $2,000 check.
I felt guilty and sad after taking the money.
The day’s events was not the way I intended or expected.
I drove moms Cadillac back home. Stressing out to the max. It was my place to explain to her daughters what had happened.
And when I did of course it was all my damn fault.
According to them it was my place to look after mom. Cause mom doesn’t always make the best decisions for herself.
2 weeks later.
I get an e-mail. It’s a XXX video.
I click on it. It opens up to show a picture of mom in her sexy professional business suit.
“ Oh shit!.. Here we go! “
I click on the video. Of course most of it was edited out. But it did show a lot of her stripping down and the brutal fuck from 454.
I just took the video and forwarded it to my wife and her sister. No way did I want to be present, when they watched it.
3 weeks later.
At moms real estate office. Her daughter Crystal was going through the mail.
“ What the Hell? “
She says with a surprised look.
I walk over to her.
“ What is it? “
“ It’s a bill from a dentist in Dallas! &30,000 for implants. “
“ Oh that’s moms new teeth. “
“ I got a bill for $10,000 last week from a plastic surgeon!…We’re having to pay for this? “
Crystal wasn’t happy about all that.
Four weeks later.
A Fed-Ex truck shows up in front of the office.
Driver gets out, raised the back door.
Crystal and Misty go outside to see what it is.
The driver takes a pallet Jack shoved it under a pallet. There was a box that said Southwest Live animal. The box had holes for air and ventilation.
He rolls it over to the lift gate.
“ I can’t let you have it, until you pay the shipping. “
From inside the box they hear bumping around against it.
“ It’s mom!…Go get the check book! “
She tells Misty.
Crystal looks over the bill.
“ $5,000 For shipping? “
There was more bumping around from inside the box.
“ It’s a living animal…There’s special precautions to transporting living things.”
The driver explained.
Crystal sighs and writes him out a check.
Lift gate comes down.
“ Can you get it inside for us? “
“ Yes mam. “
With the Jack he rolls it over the bumpy parking lot. No way was the pallet gonna fit through the door.
The driver turned the box over on its side and rolls it end over end through the door.
He then turned it over on its top. They hear what sounds like kicking.
“ Dumb ass!…Can’t you read? It says this end up! “
Crystal yells at him, pointing at the box.
“ I’m sorry mam!…What is this thing anyway? “
“ It’s mom! “
Misty gets a box cutter.
The driver just hangs around to watch as Misty works to cut away the cardboard box.
And there was mom. Naked hands cuffed in the front. Ball gag in mouth. Collared with a leash. Ankles shackled. But plug in ass with shit leaking around it. There was also a strong smell of piss. Yeah she pissed on her mat.
There was a packing slip for slave 1212 attached to the cage with keys in plastic taped to it.
Crystal raced to get the keys and free mom from her poodle cage.
Mom was finally back. They determined that she wasn’t slave worthy and returned her.
The end
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Re: Return to slavery #2
I haven’t thought that one through. But They would be more useful as slaves. Crystal would definitely grade as prime plus. Misty would need work. And she’d have to be broke down. Cause of her bitchy personality. And like mom her faulted body features.