After 2 long hours of waiting, the front door finally opened and I saw several guys and my mom enter the apartment. The guys were chatting and laughing merrily, discussing my mom in a derogatory tone. She herself, on the other hand, looked very tired. On her wrists and shins there were very fresh marks from the ropes that had obviously been used to bind her tightly. Her back, belly, ass and thighs were covered with red marks from the hands and whips There were several red stripes around her neck, too, either from the gas mask or from something else that had been tied around her neck. Apparently, she had been forced to kneel so long and so often that she had bruises on her knees that were quite distinct. And her eyes looked like she had just been crying nonstop for the past few days. “What did they do to you in there? And did they get what they wanted?”.
Mom was promptly sent into the shower. While she was bathing, a car pulled up to the house and a rather obese man in a solid suit got out. A couple minutes later he was already on the doorstep. I didn’t know who he was, but when I heard the main guy address him as “Dad”, everything became clear at once. The man walked slowly into the living room and sat down on the couch. When mom got out of the shower, she was immediately taken to him. She walked into the room and, a little unsure, took a few steps and stood opposite the couch with the man. Looking appraisingly at the fully naked, trying to cover up mom, the man began to speak:
– So this is what our guilty party looks like. It’s good to see you in person.
He spoke calmly and confidently, but at the same time I could feel some arrogance and obvious contempt in his voice. Mom stood silently, not knowing what to expect from him.
– Didn’t you learn to greet elders, my dear? – he continued calmly.
She was obviously confused. And also tiredness was making itself felt. So with a slight pause, mom tried to say hello:
– H-hell…
She started hesitantly, but the man immediately interrupted her:
– No, no, girl, so you will not talk to me like that. To the floor.
Because of fatigue mom had no strength to resist and object. And, although with obvious disappointment on her face, she relatively quickly and obediently lowered herself to her already bruised knees.
– As you know, you owe us a huge amount of money.
– It was a scam!, – mom suddenly started up.
– Yeah, yeah, you can say whatever you want. Anyway, we have the facts on our side.
Mom, who had been so excited by his words, was just as quick to fall silent when she heard the last one.
– That’s a shame, isn’t it, bitch? – the chief added with a gloating chuckle.
– Quiet, – his father calmed him down, and continued talking to my mommy, – The fact that you work with your body is great, of course, but it doesn’t go towards paying your debt.
Mom looked up, her eyes frightened and at the same time full of misunderstanding.
– W-what?…, – she asked, barely making a sound.
– Did you think that being fucked by my son, his friends or whoever the fuck else would somehow pay me back the amount of money you took from me?
– Uh, but, uh… he said… he said I’d work it off, – mom said with tear-filled eyes and already trembling voice.
– What did you tell her? – the man turned to his son and asked.
He only laughed and told everything.
– OK, – he said, – I thought she was with you at least for money.
Mom was speechless. She sat silently and cried, looking almost uninterruptedly at the man, then at the main guy. “So all this time she’s been treated for nothing? All the torture, humiliation, rape and other things that she had to endure, she did it for nothing?”, – I thought, trying to realize how much the scale of the tragedy now feels mom.
– Anyway, that’s my point, – the man continued, – You have to work for the money, so from now on you’ll come to our office two or three times a week, I’ll write you the address. The work is not dusty, signing papers, putting all sorts of stamps, nothing difficult. You will work, of course, not officially, no salary and documents, every penny goes into your debt hole.
Mom, sadly and uninterruptedly looking at the floor, listened to all this and asked:
– How long will I have to work?
– Depends on how well you work, – answered the man, – However, given your amount, the process will be very long.
– Okay, – mom said with her head slightly raised, – It’s better this way.
– What do you mean “it’s better this way”, bitch? – the main guy entered the conversation abruptly, – You didn’t think that since you’re going to work, you won’t have to get dicks polished now, did you?
Mom looked at the main man with obvious bewilderment, and then turned her gaze to his father.
– Why are you looking at me? It’s true, – the man replied calmly, – Your time off will be used to pay off your debt, but the fact that you’re a subordinate has not been canceled. With the amount of debt you owe, you should be grateful that you at least get a chance to work off.
After these words, tears came out of her eyes many times more. Mom opened her mouth and a sound stuck in her throat. Apparently, she wanted to object to something, but she didn’t even know what she could say to them. After that, she covered her face with her hands and put her head down.
– Well, I think we’re done here, – the man said, rising from the couch, – I’ll send you a weekly message with the days you’ll have to come in. And even if you don’t want to do anything, you have to be there on the appointed day, there can’t be any absences or passes.
Then he said goodbye to the guys and went out into the corridor, and soon left the apartment. As soon as that happened, the guy in charge called me:
– How did I do, huh? Did I fuck up your mo… I mean that bitch?
– That was the surprise?
– Yeah, kind of. Of course, it’s more for her than for you, but I’m sure you’re surprised too.
– What about her friend? I mean, she had to agree to help get her out of the basement.
– We had to get her out of there for a couple reasons. Well, first of all, we were tired of waiting, we were bored without her. Secondly, when we got there, those assholes were almost killing her. She was hanging upside down, tied up on her hands and feet, with a gas mask on her head, a dildo and vibro-eggs in her ass and pussy, and they used her as a punching bag and beat her with whips, or just like that, with their hands. Thirdly, while she was there, she really agreed to help, apparently she was so tired and intimidated. However, on the way home she was already willingly refusing, saying that she could not agree to such a thing.
– I see.
– But it’s okay, I’ve already thought of a plan of action. If we can’t do it by brute force, we’ll do it the smart way. Okay, see you later.
“Yeah. And they only caught one of the moments where mom was tortured like that. It’s scary to think what else they did to her,”- I thought. “Scary, but interesting,” – I thought immediately afterward.
In the meantime, my mom had already stop crying for a while, and with her hands off her face, she just sat there, staring tiredly at the floor.
– Come here, bitch, – came the voice of the chief.
Mom shuddered slightly, and tiredly and pitifully raised her eyes to the teenager sitting on the couch. Sighing, and slightly brushing away her tears, she got on all fours in a few movements approached the owner.
– When you heard about the job, you probably thought that you would get rid of me, right, bitch? – angrily looking at mommy, addressed her teenager.
She only silently looked up at him, sometimes looking away.
– Answer me! – he shouted.
– Yes, – mom answered quietly and with a slight shake of her head.
– In that case, I consider it disrespectful to me personally. So you’ll have to apologize. Hmm. How about this: after every slap, you apologize. Let’s go!
And with a good swing, the teenager brought his palm down hard on mom’s cheek. Mom, clamping her eyes shut and tightening her lips, swayed after the blow. And when she came back to her previous position, she squeezed out quite quietly and almost crying:
– I’m sorry.
– Louder and clearer! – the chief said, raising his hand again.
There was another blow on the other cheek. After enduring it, mom apologized shamefully. Then came another blow, followed by another and another. And after each one, she humiliatingly apologized. As soon as her sentence ended, another slap followed, and so on at least 30 times, until her cheeks finally turned pink and tears spurted from her eyes. “Yes, come on, mommy, another one of your proudest acts of apologizing after a slap. Bravo. Once again you have shown everyone all your pride.”
When the man in charge finished, mom obviously thought that was the end of it.
– I believe you disrespected everyone here with those words, so you will apologize to them as well, – said the chief.
Immediately the next guy sat down on the couch, pulling my mom in front of him. And that was instantly followed by another slap on her already red cheek. Mom sobbed, rubbing her burning cheeks, but still apologized obediently and kept apologizing until each of the guys had slapped her.
– Apology accepted, – the main one said with a sneer when they were done, – Now, by all means, go to bed.
Mom was barely even sitting on her knees by then. And so, when she heard the permission to rest, she immediately got up and went to her room.
Mom slept through the night until the next morning. At that time the boys left the apartment. They came back at about 10 o’clock in the morning. At that point, mom was still asleep. However, she had to wake up when she began to feel some warm substance starting to cover her face and chest. When she opened her eyes, she saw three guys jerking off above her. They had pulled the blanket down a little so that her breasts were visible. One of them was going down on her and the other two were going down on her face. By the time mom opened her eyes, her lips, cheek, forehead were covered with cum and another copious stream was showing between her breasts. Realizing the whole situation, my mom, of course, immediately jumped up, indignant. But, apparently, in her sleep she did not think that when she opened her mouth, the semen on her lips would immediately fall into it. And so it did. As soon as she began to resent it, she felt an already painfully familiar taste on her tongue and instantly began to spit it out. “Tastes like your ‘good morning’, doesn’t it, mommy?”. While she was wiping and spitting, the boys had already left the room.
After a while, mom, having washed her face beforehand, came into the kitchen. Several guys, including the main one, were already sitting there eating breakfast.
– Finally woke up. Breakfast has been ready for a long time, – he said and pointed near himself.
Mom moved closer to him and saw that he was pointing to a plate standing on the floor. With some disdain and anger she looked first at the plate and then at the guy in charge.
– What are you looking at it like that for? You think that time was just an exception? Well, if you think so, then I’ll answer – no, it was not an exception. Now you only eat on the floor in front of me.
With the same unrelenting anger and disdain, mom looked at the plate again. Like all the other guys whose plates were on the table, it contained three fluffy and quite tasty-looking cheesecakes with condensed milk. The only difference my mom didn’t know was that she was the only one whose cheesecakes were covered in something other than cream.
After standing there for a while, mom realized that she was indeed very hungry. So exhaling heavily, she began to lower herself to her plate. When she was about to approach and wanted to take a fork, the man in charge stopped her:
– Whoa, whoa, whoa. First of all, ask me for the food. You’re not the one who cooked it, have some respect.
Mom raised a look full of hatred and said rather coldly:
– Can I eat, please?
– No, is that any way to ask? Don’t get cocky, bitch, and if you act like this, you won’t eat at all. Okay, since you don’t know how to fucking do it yourself, I’ll tell you how you should beg: straighten your body, bend your arms at the elbows and hold them in front of you like a dog, look me in the eyes and beg. Is that clear?
Full of fury look mom even hard to describe. However, quite quickly the rage was replaced by realization, and with the realization came the understanding of the hopelessness of the situation. No matter how angry she was, and no matter how menacing her gaze, she would have to humiliate herself to eat.
While mom was trying to get into position, the other guys took the dish away from her. At first I thought they were just showing her that she shouldn’t eat yet. However, as it turned out, they just wanted to add another “ingredient” to her food, and four guys spit right into the plate. Mom didn’t see it, because they did it behind her back, but I did. “Well, mommy, now you will be begging for food in your own apartment and in your own kitchen. And it would be nice if you had to beg for normal food. But no, mommy, no such luck. It’s covered in substances you wouldn’t want to know about.”
While I was thinking about all that was going on and the guys continued to drool profusely over mom’s portion, mom was already in the right position. Because of her straightened back, her face, even though she was kneeling, was quite close to the face of the guy in charge. Her arms just as ordered, she bent “doggy-style”. The only thing she couldn’t do was look into the eyes of the teenager sitting in front of her, she felt too much shame. So she raised her eyes to him for a second and then lowered them, looking from side to side as if considering what she should do next. She was also pressured by the fact that the chief didn’t yell at her, he was silent at all and only stared at her, watching her break down in front of him. And this silence of his, pressed even more than if he would have beaten her with shouts, forcing her to look into his eyes. Now mom was at her worst stage. It came almost always when she was forced to humiliate herself in this way. It was a stage of overpowering herself, of stepping on the throat of her own pride. The dilemma before her was also difficult – not to obey, but then punishment might follow, or to obey, but then she would show that she was shamefully obeying a 17-year-old insolent kid. In the vast majority of all such cases, except when mom caught special bursts of her former pride, she humiliatingly obeyed, doing as she was ordered.
And this time was no exception. She did break down for a long time, fueled by pure hatred for the guy sitting in front of her, but all that had happened in the basement and a host of other factors had taken their toll, so soon her lips quivered and her eyes began to glisten with tears. And with a look of disappointment, mom looked up at the teenager. She didn’t look away again. Only with each passing second her crying grew more and more, but she kept her head and eyes up. Mom sat in her humiliating pose, on her knees, with her hands clasped “dog-like” and crying, staring into her master’s eyes, unable to utter a word. But all unanimously agreed that this cry, filled with shame and disrespect for her pride, conveyed the extent of her humiliation far more eloquently than any of mother’s words. “That’s all your pride, mommy. No matter how much you claim it or convince yourself of it by referring to your past life, you are now nothing but a humiliated bitch, forced to kneel at the first call and beg even for food.” She sat like that for about 30 seconds, after which the chief did speak:
– Give her a dish. I think the bitch has already shown us enough of her “pride” once again.
And after those words, it seemed to me as if my mom’s crying became even stronger. Apparently, she realized how humiliated she looked that it didn’t even come to pleading and begging.
When mom returned to her previous position, a plate was placed in front of her. She silently, apart from her incessant crying, took a fork and, breaking off a piece of food, took it into her mouth. She must have sensed that something was wrong with the food, for it was hardly possible not to, considering how much cum and drool it was covered with. But Mom was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn’t give it that much thought.
After about ten minutes, the meal was over. By then, mom’s crying had quieted down a bit. After finishing the last bite, she put the cutlery on the plate and continued to sit silently, looking at the floor.
– By the way, my father has sent you a schedule for next week, – the chief interrupted the silence.
The message came to mom’s number and to her phone, respectively. But since she had to obey the chief, her phone had become a shared phone, so to speak. Even changing the wallpaper on it was no longer Mom’s responsibility and that’s why it had a picture of her with cum on her face.
– You’ll be out Monday, Tuesday and Friday, – after reading the message, the chief told mom, – That’s in a couple days. Really, I have no idea what you’ll be wearing. You don’t have any clothes and I’m not giving you any fucking shit.
Mom looked questioningly and confusedly at the main guy, not knowing what to do.
– But don’t worry. We’ve already thought of something for you.
When he said that, her face changed from confused to worried. Mom was clearly anticipating something bad.
She was taken to a room, and one of the boys brought a large bag into the room. While he was going through it, the guy in charge decided to explain everything to mom:
– Anyway, you’ll work things out in stages and with certain parts of your body. I explain: if you need the top part of the clothes – you work with your mouth, hands and so on, you need the bottom part – accordingly work with the lower part of the body. Got it, bitch?
– Yes, – mom answered fearfully.
– Good. First of all, I suppose, you’ll need underwear. So, what part of your body will be involved?
Mom hesitated a little, apparently not realizing at first that the question was addressed to her, but then she answered:
– The lower…
– That’s right. Wow, your brains are still not blown out by semen, you can even think somehow.
And while mom’s anger and hatred were starting to boil up again, the guy who was going through the bag finally pulled out what he was looking for. And when I saw what it was, I moved away from the screen a little bit. It was a truly monster-sized dildo, replicating the shape of a horse’s genitals. It was obviously bigger than the one that had been shoved into my mom before, although at that moment I thought that there was no such thing as a bigger dildo. The guy grinned contentedly as he fixed the dildo to the floor.
– It was custom-made while you were away. You can’t buy one of these in a store, – the main guy said proudly.
But mom didn’t seem to have heard any of this. She was staring at the device mounted on the floor, nervously biting her lips and swallowing the heavy lump of fear that rose in her throat at the mere sight of it.
– It’s a simple task for you – sit your stupid ass on it. All the way down so it touches the floor. And you’ll get your panties, – said the chief.
Mom was barely able to tear her frightened gaze away from the dildo and look at the master. She barely had time to open her mouth to apparently start begging for something when she was interrupted by another guy:
– 20 minutes. If you don’t make it in time, we’ll kick your butt and shove it up your ass.
With these words he threw a can of lube into mom’s hands. After that the chief put a timer and the guys one by one left the room, closing the door and leaving mom alone with this monster. For the first few minutes mom stood by the door and pitifully cried for mercy, saying that it wouldn’t fit in her and so on. But apparently she soon realized that it was pointless. She paced back and forth across the room for another five minutes, nervously twirling her hair around her finger, pressing her lips together as if thinking of a way out of this desperate situation. Looking at the timer she realized with horror that about half of the total time had passed. Still with fear in her eyes, she slowly approached the dildo and sat down next to it. Up close it looked even bigger and more monstrous to her. After looking at it more closely, my mother, realizing that she had to shove it into herself, first covered her mouth with her hand, making a sound full of fear, and then cried. But even then she realized that it was better to try to do it herself than to have a crowd of overexcited teenagers doing it.
Taking a jar of lube, my mother began to thoroughly lubricate the dildo. Now, in addition to visual sensations, she was also experiencing tactile sensations, feeling its massiveness and hardness under her palm. Trying to wrap her hand around it, my mom realized that she couldn’t do it, it was too big, which made her panic even more.
Finished with the lube, mom slowly stood up. Her knees and hands were shaking and her eyes were still filled with tears. Taking a few steps, she stood directly over the dildo. She stood in that position for a while longer, rolling her eyes to the ceiling, nervously scratching her hands and biting her lip, obviously unable to make up her mind. But glancing at the timer again and seeing the time running out, mom, driven by her fear of guys who could make her situation much worse, decided to act.
Leaning her hands on the bed, she began to slowly lower her ass right onto this monster. “Yeah, mom, how much has your poor ass seen in these few months? But that’s even a good thing. I used to regret almost every day that such a gorgeous and juicy ass was not being used by anything or anyone. Now, however, I feel like it’s being used for its intended purpose and more. Though I doubt you’ll not agree with me on that one, mommy,” – I thought as soon as the tip of the dildo was slightly deep into her ass. Mom exhaled heavily and continued to lower herself. At first it even seemed like everything was going smoothly and it was going in nicely. But when the first centimeters had barely passed, my mom could feel the unpleasant sensations and how even a few centimeters were stretching her ass. Taking three sharp exhalations, she pushed in even further. The dildo was now just over a quarter of the way in. I could tell from her mom’s face alone what it felt like. The farther she moved, the harder it pulled her ass and the deeper it pushed in, starting to make the unpleasant sensations a natural pain. A few more thrusts and there was half of this giant inside. Mom let out a painful but still restrained cry or moan through her teeth. Having deepened a couple more centimeters mom began to realize that her limit was close, but the limit of the dildo was not. The device was already pretty deep at this point. Plus it had thickenings at its end and base. Its end was already somewhere deep inside my mom, and the base was still to be sat on, which made it sink in tighter and tighter with every centimeter, even though it was lubricated.
After sitting down a little lower, pushing a couple more centimeters in, mom stopped, unable to continue. By this point she had already gotten low enough, but there was still about a quarter of the dildo, maybe even a little less, still on the outside. Mom clenched her fists hard, simultaneously from the sensations of having the device shoved in and the inability to complete the task. At the same time, the timer went off and several guys, including the main one, piled into the room.
– How’s it going, bitch? – the main guy asked with a sneer.
Mom, breathing hard, looked at him obliquely. Barely calming her breathing, she began to speak curtly:
– I can’t take it anymore… it’s very… deep. Can we do something… something else… please?
– So you’re saying you’re turning down the assignment? You can’t fulfill it?
In response, mom nodded sadly a few times.
– What about all your efforts? You’ve already pushed it so deep into yourself.
– Please… just help me up. I can’t take it anymore, – mom mumbled pathetically and humiliatingly.
The dildo was so deep at that point, and mom’s arms and legs were so tired and overstretched that she couldn’t get up from it on her own.
– So you’re refusing the assignment? In that case you won’t get any underpants.
Mom again nodded silently.
– I didn’t hear that! You refuse? – the chief shouted.
– Yes.., – mom answered quietly.
– Well, in that case….
At that moment, mom felt another guy put his hands on her shoulders. Full of confidence that he wanted to help her get up, mom took her hands off the bed, which she had been holding on to all this time, and put her palms on top of the guy’s hands. It was only after a few moments that she began to wonder why he had put his palms on top of her shoulders, for it was unlikely that he could help her up in that position.
– In that case, – the chief continued, – You will be punished for not accomplishing the task you have been given.
It seems that at that moment mom began to realize what they were going to do. She looked up at the chief, full of fear and tears, and began to speak:
– Wait, wait, wait…
But she was not to continue. The guy, whose hands were on her shoulders, pressed down on top of her with all his might. The dildo was literally in a second, with a succulent sound of lubricant that had not had time to fully penetrate the ass, was driven in to the end point. Mom’s plump ass with force fell to the floor, it went through several waves, and then she spread out on it. Right after that, the guy took his hands off mom’s shoulders in an instant and clamped his hands over her mouth and nose, for everyone knew that screaming was going to be a problem. And so it came to pass. The moment mommy’s ass was fully seated on that monster, there was a scream and a flood of tears. Even though it was muffled, it was quite audible. Immediately after the scream she was breathless, the dildo was too deep. “Yeah, mommy, even though you’ve had something inserted in your ass every day for months, and you’ve been working it out, this monster shoved so deep into your ass and stomach is too much for you. But what can you do, right, mom? You just have to take it. Because as it turns out, tolerating and humiliating is your credo in life.” Because of her clamped mouth and nose, she couldn’t normalize it for a while, so when the guy unclamped them, her intermittent breaths mixed with crying could be heard. The guys, in turn, at the moment when mom’s ass was completely mounted on that dildo, joyfully and victoriously howled and whistled, thus as if creating a contrast to her screaming afterwards.
The dildo was so deep that now mom couldn’t even stand up on her own, she couldn’t even bend her back, so she kept it as straight as possible so as not to make herself uncomfortable.
– So, bitch, do you like having half your stomach full of dildo? That’s right, you’ll know how to turn down assignments.
“But wouldn’t she do the same thing if she did it?”
– All right, hands behind your head, – the chief commanded.
Mom was still unable to move away from what she had experienced, but rather obediently put her hands behind her head, interlacing her fingers with each other. She was careful not to make any unnecessary movements, for any of them now caused the wildest discomfort. At that moment the boys began to bare themselves, and the main guy kept talking:
– You must have thought that working things out was some kind of a joke? That you can just refuse to do things, choose what you like, and if you failed to cope with the task given to you, you can just replace it without consequences?
There was no answer from mom, she just sat there and tried her best to fight all the sensations that the foreign object gave her. It made it hard for her to concentrate on anything else. Meanwhile, all the guys had already undressed and the cocks of two of them were already near mom’s face. Then the main one came up to mom as well, putting his cock to her nose.
– Now, if that’s what you thought, I’m going to disappoint you. All the tasks that you will receive to practice things you are obliged to fulfill, regardless of their difficulty. And if you, you insolent cunt, suddenly think of refusing any of them, then….
Pausing briefly, he shook his cock in front of her, lightly grazed her lips with it.
– Anyway, you know what I mean, – he finished.
Through the tears, pain and discomfort of the foreign object, mom tried to squeeze out a few words:
– I all… understand. Help me up… please…
With these words she slightly tensed her bent knees and even managed to stand up just a couple of centimeters. But the hands of several guys instantly fell on her shoulders, pulling mom back down. Mom made a sound similar to the sound one makes when one burns one’s finger, for example, which was a short sigh through her teeth.
– Where you going, bitch? Your punishment hasn’t even started yet, – the chief said.
– J-just like that… on it? – mom asked in a shaky voice.
– No, fucking standing up! Shit, I don’t get it, did it go any farther than your stomach? Did it go straight to your brain? Although I have a feeling that even if it did, you wouldn’t be any dumber. Not much more.
Right after that, the two guys standing near mom, whose dicks were near her face, started jerking off. Another one came up from behind and wrapped his device in mom’s hair, then shoved it under mom’s hands, which were joined behind her head, and started to jerk her off in that position. The main guy decided to start with her breasts. At first he was just kneading and probing them, but then he grabbed her nipples and started pulling them away, making mom squeeze out various sounds that indicated the degree of her discomfort. After playing with them, he pinched her nose and shoved his cock into her mouth.
About 30 minutes later, all this action was over. The guys took turns putting cum in mom’s mouth, covering her face and body with cum. It seemed that they did not do anything special, but to endure all this, while trying to sit on the huge dildo almost without moving, was a real test for mom.
At the very end, when all the guys had left the room, the main one still hadn’t let out his last load. He stood holding mom by her partially cum-covered hair and yanked his cock just a millimeter away from her face. The teenager didn’t look at mom, but he made her keep her eyes on the throbbing head, ready to spew the coveted liquid onto her face at any second. Just a second before ejaculation, as if sensing something wrong, mom managed to cover her eyes. The semen spurted out of his cock in several copious streams and once again covered my mom’s slightly contorted face, which was disgusted by the revulsion she felt.
For some reason, at that very moment, I wondered if mom could even believe what was happening to her. Could she, as a grown woman, even for a second imagine that she would one day sit there and silently and shamefully take some teenager’s sperm on her face? That she would be humiliated and raped by the same teenagers, big men and even girls? I could hardly believe it myself, let alone her. However, if for me what was happening was rather fascinating, but for mom it must have been a real nightmare.
Meanwhile, the main one had already pulled on his pants and, calling a few more guys, they began to help mom so that she could finally free her poor ass from the captivity of this giant. Without insults and mockery in her direction during this process, of course, did not do without. The dildo itself came out quite tight and long, but finally it did come out and mom was able to stand up. From her aching ass, which she immediately grasped, lubricant began to flow out little by little. Pushing mom onto the bed, the guys put the dildo on her belly to see how deep it was.
– Yeah, it was fucking deep in you, – the main one said contentedly, – But don’t get too relaxed. I’ll remind you that your first day of work is in a couple days and you haven’t even worked your underpants off. And don’t get your hopes up, there’ll be no mercy. What you work, you wear.
Mom slightly lifted from the bed, tiredly, sadly and at the same time with hatred looking at the main. After all, she realized that for a couple of days she had to work out at least the standard minimum of clothes and, given what was the test for working out only miserable underwear, she was really afraid to guess what was waiting for her next.
