K.? The Mistress began, facing Teresa, ?Where are we today with #472??#472 was actually a nineteen-year-old girl named Samantha Jennings, kidnapped o...nly 8 days ago from near her home in Springfield, Massachusetts. She had been assigned a number, like every slave there. The purpose of this was to dehumanize the girls. It was the very first step done to condition them into believing that they were now mere property, not an actual person.?I think we are close with her Mistress. She started. I take you to see Jerome?" Some fuckin' choice. I'd rather face my Mommy than be anywhere nearthat Jerome again. I can just picture myself in a full body cast orworse if I had told him who I really was. Mommy will hate me when shesees me but maybe I'll have a chance to talk to her and explaineverything I've been forced to do," he thought before saying he would goto work.Irene's jaw dropped as she watched Peyton enter the salon. His attireand mannerisms so girlie girl, she rubbed her eyes. Rob was forcing her leg up over his, I’m sure he was setting her up for a fucking. But Billy was a little quicker. Rob was nestling down, prick in his hand aiming towards her cunt when he was startled backwards. Billy already had his dick at her cunt slit trying desperately to find its opening when Rob’s dick began tangling with his.“What the Hell dude, you some kind of fag?” Rob took second fiddle as he went back to playing with her tits. She started getting jittery when Billy’s dick found. Unlike before, however, instead of a whisper, Robin felt a tongue in his ear. In response, Robin decided to sensually knead his father’s back and shoulders, uninhibitedly showing his approval. Malcolm now pushed Robin’s body against the shower wall as Malcolm’s hips fervently ground their crotches together.‘Please don’t stop, for fuck’s sake, don’t stop,’ Robin’s brain began to scream.By now, both men were breathing heavily, and when Malcolm’s mouth moved onto Robin’s lips, Robin’s entire body.