“We can’t find mother!” shouted Elizabeth, “she’s not in the house!”“The car’s gone!” cried Mary. “I think she’s gone back home.... She was totally angry about what we’d done.”Catherine came down the stairs. “What’s the matter?”“Claire’s gone,” Ellen said, “and we don’t know where.”“Some last minute shopping in Grange?” asked Clare Junior forgetting it was Christmas Eve and all the shops would be long since closed.“I’ve got a text,” John said as he emerged from the living room. “She says she’s. .. I ask her what's the occasion… she says "I want to talk to you about something but I know you're cranky until you have breakfast so eat up". "we can talk while I eat if that's OK with you". "ok... I stayed up half the night thinking about this and I want you to hear me out will you do that? Will you let me say all of what I need to say before you say anything?" "sure I will it will give me time to eat." "OK here it goes… I want to be you're sex slave... I fit all the criteria… I'm a. “Becky... don’t make me pull you across my lap. I am in no mood for your protests.”Becky rolled her eyes and Michael raised an eyebrow as he gave a frustrated sigh. “Incredible,” he said as he grabbed her wrist and swiftly pulled her across his lap. He placed his hand on her ass and rubbed a bit. “You understand that all of your forgetfulness has created a lot problems for us? You were the one who wanted to go to this appointment and you didn’t even show up! What the hell was I supposed to do?”. ’ I tried to hold onto my control but with each touch of my fingers I felt my need to stroke my cock harder and faster. Your voice excited me even further as you described what you saw. ‘Yes you stroke along that little slit every now and again my love. Your thumb is covered with precum and I can see your veins throb on your hard cock. Ohh it must be torture to go so slowly but think of the orgasm that you will have. Squeeze your nipples Paul pinch them hard that always helps me.’ ‘How lovely.