With her legs cuffed apart, her cunt was spread open for me, lips gaping to show the pink insides of her pussy, tinged with red blood. I briefly fucke...d her with the knife handle, frightening her so that she pissed. I pressed a handkerchief against her pussy to absorb the urine, then pushed it into her mouth."Suck it dry."She began to sob and shook her head slowly from side to side. I punched her in the belly, a few inches above the clit. The air rushed out of her lungs in a whoosh, and she. When they had guests, Tom made her wear the collar without the rope, at other times too he would have removed it and Kim was sad that he had not truly understood Gerry's ideas.She had learnt that you did not cross Tom. So far her adventures had not been unpleasant though sometimes painful, but she had expected that as a price to pay for happiness. How could there be the birth of a meaningful relationship between master and slave without the birth pains? Wasn't it always the woman who had the. Do you have any keys, weaponry or metal items on your person?”“Keys. And my phone. I left my bazooka in my other pants.”“May I see them? The keys, not the pants.”“Here. And who are you again?”“All will be revealed, Mr. King. They’re waiting for you inside. You can go through, Miss.”Alice stopped at her desk and pressed the intercom button.“Mr. van de Casteele is here, Miss Keller.”It’s always nice to hear my real name. Alice said it perfectly, as her mother was Dutch.“Show him in, dear.”It felt. "Think we have time for a quick one, Mom?", I asked tweaking her erect nipples between thumb and forefinger."Hell, I sure hope so," grinned Mom. "You've got me hot now, honey. You better finish what you started.Don't be shocked. I'm not the only son screwing his sexy mom these days. Where the hell do you think they got the term "mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since that delightful afternoon when I discovered that a middle-aged woman has the experience and the desire to.