What time are you coming day after tomorrow? Are you bringing any of your friends home?” I don’t know why I even asked that.“I will be home earl... in the morning, mom. And why do you ask that about my friends? You want me to bring somebody home? Isn’t my presence not enough?”, Sanjay asked laughing.Though it was a very innocent question, I could not stop myself from connecting it with his secret porn desires I had just found out. I was his mother but I was not able to control my emotions in the. All of the forgoing became the schedule that we adhered to until that terrible day when the walls of my world began to crumble: Wednesday 15 November 1995. That evil day started off normally in that we woke, cleaned up, and ate breakfast. Following breakfast she sat down in her rocker in the living room to read and watch TV while I did a little house cleaning and gathered up some laundry to put in the washing machine. Later that afternoon I had several things I needed to do so I made sure that. The silver ring on her collar had been fastened with heavy chains to the padded floor.The platform she knelt upon was tilted, her body inclined so that her ass was raised high to the offering of anyone that passed by. Her shoulders throbbed unmercilessly between the blades, her wrists tightly chained, shackled together. She was helpless...at the mercy of all. The world around her only visible within her mind.From the solace of the shadows he had watched. He liked the comforting cloak of the. She washed my things and never said a word about it…until our talks about the past.It was good training for the future – walking around or sleeping in cum soaked panties. She did know that I’d been slutting around in the Virgin Islands for 4 years; she didn’t know that I was turning tricks there. Mom damned sure didn’t know that I was (when working with the one madam) taking some pretty hard tricks. I didn’t tell her everything but; I told her some and what it was like. There was a demand for.
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