Then come find me” Ed states as he walks from the room. “Yes Master.” Emma says grinning from ear to ear, drunk with her new found power. “Tell her to follow”
Emma gives the leash a tug and commands “Follow”. Master did not give us leave to speak. Her wrists bound behind her back, and her legs spread with a bar at the ankles so she can not close her legs. Grinning, he leans forward putting even more pressure on his cock and slow stroking only an inch or two into Emma’s convulsing rear passage. “Are you forgetting something?”
Emma’s mom swallows then looks up into her nude daughter’s eyes, “Yes mistress, thank you for correcting me.”
“Very good, now open!” Emma commands. “Continue, she is not spent yet. He places it over the angry letters and tapes it in place. Obviously her father has kept up with his bitch’s training as her once mean bitchy mother stands in submission and awaits a command.