Her nipples were hard and jutting. I was tempted to have her then and there, to rip her open on the platform so everyone could hear her scream."You ba...stard," she hissed at me as I led her to my rig where two naked fieldhands waited wearing neck halters. I watched their young pricks start to harden as we approached, the girl's lovely jugs jiggling nicely. I was sure that they were, as advertised, good breeders and they surely had first class equipment. I slipped a halter on Melissa, tied her. Their recently constructed main house, pool, tennis courts, and a 5 stall car garage were surrounded by a high stone wall and was appropriately equipped with elaborate security measures. The good doctor enjoyed a very vigorous sex life with Martha, not to mention with several of the young female nurses who worked as part of his booming practice. Bowman also had a penchant for kinky sex. During the construction of the mansion, he had a private room built under the first floor master bedroom and. They talked some more about nothing and had some more wine. Shawn took the glass from her. “I wouldn’t want to see that get spilled.” Sheila shyly smiled, placed her freed hand behind his neck, and pressed her lips onto his. They kissed tenderly for a while. Shawn looked at her face as he placed a hand to the top button of her blouse. She nodded slightly and he undid it, and the next. She sighed as he kissed her neck and exposed flesh. They kissed more, less hesitantly and more insistently. She. You need to cum. You cannot cum without humiliation. You will obey your mistress. You love to lick ass. You need to serve. You are a slut. You are a possession. You crave humiliation. You need to cum. You cannot cum without humiliation. Over and over, never stopping, pain, pleasure, commands, continuous cycles, over and over. Sandy's world was now centered on her body and the stimulus. There was nothing else. Dawn was fully engaged with the programming. She had learned that to resist was.