Our sons deserve better than this. We have to think of something. You are good at finding solutions to things. Think of something?" Don't worry, Brend...a. I will come up with some wicked plot I am sure," as she sighed and hung up.A few days later, Susan called and told me to come over as she had thought up a plot that would solve our problem if I agreed. I rushed right over and we sat down and I anxiously asked what she had come up with.Susan said, "Hear me out now and don't get self righteous on. The only thing all of them were missing was the the panties. Everyone of them had their pussies and asses completely exposed for all to see. But since they had been repeatedly told since they'd been allowed to wear clothes "That all slaves were forbidden from wearing panties" they didn't really notice anymore. Though they did notice when their standard slave collars and shackles were replaced with more elaborately decorated ones. These collars were thinner and conformed to their necks and. The final scene really got to me. All I could see was an extreme close up of the biggest black shaft penetrating deep into her now swollen cunt. Her moaning was increasing; she let out that wild low moan of a whore in heat. The seconds seemed like hours as I watched her cunt wide opened on each thrust of the huge black dick. Her own juices were now lubricating that relentlessly pumping piston. The camera zoomed on her undulating sphincter. She was begging them for it. She was screaming to be. She told me she sold the house and tried to pay off most of her debts. She was just having a very hard time of it and decided to just move back to Michigan. Her parents nearly disowned her when she had gotten married. Now she had to go back home and tell her parents they were right, for the sake of her children. I could tell she was a proud woman.The doctor came out and told her that he would like to keep her overnight. He wouldn't have the results of her tests till the next day. He did tell.