This wasn’t responsible. Playing games like this with my 13 year old nephew? I mean letting him see some cleavage is one thing but exposing my breas...ts to him purposely? Was I sick?That night I went home and took another long hot shower. I went to the hamper to throw in my undies when I noticed that my thong from yesterday wasn’t there.I could only think of one explanation.I put on a robe and walked out to Tyler’s roomI knocked on Tyler’s door.“Tyler honey you in there.”“One second Auntie.” He. She'd leave her dirty underwear for you to sniff and jerk off. Most of the time they were just worn, but sometimes she'd even masterbate in them to get them really dirty for you.You picked them up and held them to your nose. Your wife's familiar scent filled your senses. They say women give off pheromones from their pussy, and there is no doubt your wife's were made just for you. Of all the women you'd been with, her smell got you ever time. Your cock was already at full attention and sticking. The windshield seemed to dissolve in front of her as the light– and the intense heat– overwhelmed her car. And then... and then... and then she woke up here.“I’m dead, aren’t I?” she asked.“Afraid so,” the man said with a smile. “So now we get to play with you for a while...” he laughed a very deep laugh and added, “... a very long while.”“Oh, God!,” she screamed. “I’m in Hell, aren’t I?”“I’m afraid I can’t answer that question right now, Olive Oyly” the man answered. “Or should I call you. She lubed up his asshole and plunged an extremelylarge butt plug inside. Sean gasped."You liked that you little slut didn't you?" said Tabitha."Yes Tabitha," Sean groaned."What did you say, slave!?" yelled the dominatrix as she started to workthe buttplug back and forth into Sean ass."Yes Mistress," cried Sean."That's better sissy. You better not make that mistake again," correctedTabitha.For the rest of the night Sean remained dressed as her loyal maid. Hecatered to Tabitha and accepted some.