He had already preparedthe document that would legally change my name.I didn't hesitate. I signed. The waiter was a notary and witnessed it. Healso wi...tnessed as I signed over power of attorney and several otherdocuments that were too complicated for a dumb sissy cow like me tounderstand. I signed everything, trusting that Master would take care ofme.The last paper read "Slave Contract." I squealing in delight as I signed.Master smiled and handed me a present. He told me to go to the restroomand. .. I had a new reality... he was actually fucking me... "OH GOD, NOOOO... PLEASE NOOO," I screamed out to no one.He adjusted his body, moving higher up on me, his large cock continually slipping deeper into me."God please, make it stop," I heard myself whimpering. "Please, this is... this is..."And that's when I felt it... the twinge. Slight at first, barely noticeable. But it grew, the twinge, and the large cock in me began to feel comfortable, pleasurable, as he drove it deeper, and deeper up. She sucked with her sweet looking mouth and lips until I was about to cum. I knew I was leaking some pre-cum because she looked up with her angelic face and said, "You taste so good father, but I have a special place for you to give me your love." Smiling she pulled the cushions off the couch and lay down on her belly with her ass high in the air. "This is how I like to do it," she said reaching behind and ramming the dildo back into her hairless pink slit. I was at a loss for words, but she. The red silk blindfold across her eyes could not hide her nervous smile as Mom placed her bound hands onto a hook above her head. The same one the women had used to hold Dad and me “captive” during our previous visit to the farm.“There we go, darlin’,” said Mom, running her hands along sides and hips. “This big hook can handle two of you, so don’t worry about breaking anything ... Oh, baby ... You’re looking so good ... the boys’ mouths are watering.”“That’s not all that’s watering,” chimed in.