"Mister Anderson, I'm within my rights and my employee will proceed as he has been instructed." Miss Emerson, you beyond your rights as director and w...ill find your efforts soon to be curtailed. Have a nice life."I handed the phone back to Matt who looked distinctly unhappy. I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I dialed. "Charles, this is Bill. Do you know what Marjorie is having Matt do at my building off Main?" He responded that he didn't. "You might find out because I'm going to talk to Willis. Apart from very rare exceptions its wrists always should be cuffed behind its back during the whole session when it is being used for sexual gratification, sexual amusement and taunting, or punishment. The chains should be heavy enough so that wearing them is uncomfortable to moderately painful. The rattle of chains and the unending ache of the heavy collar must become part of its white slave life. Whenever its Superior Black Owner or other Blacks approved by its Black Owner so desire, they may. I thought I heard them go up into the attic, and thencame back down to one of the rooms. I just rested in the playpenlistening to the TV, and whatever was going on upstairs. I really didn'tfeel like moving, and could care less about what was going on around me.After a while mom and Holli came back down stairs. I noticed that mom hadsome things with her.She came right over to me and said let's get you ready for bed sleepyhead. I stood up, as she helped me out of the playpen. Mom started totake. As his lips touched her wet lips her body shuddered as if his touch had given her an electric shock. He raised up and drew his cock from her throat but left it in her mouth where she sucked and licked it, trying to scoop more juice from him. He could feel her opening the eye of his knob by pushing the tip of her tongue into it.As he carefully massaged her second leg, he again lowered his pulsing member down into her throat. As he reached her ankle, he started to fuck her throat as he massaged.