Ginger Humiliation

Stumbling to the bathroom…I managed to close the door before looking in the mirror. My legs looked sunburned…a bright red. I lifted the shirt slowly, noticing the red becoming deeper as my upper thighs were uncovered…and then on the inner part of my right thigh, where there was a throbbing pain…something was scrawled there…in a black Busty Pain Anal ***********, had BDSM Porn a hard time making it out from masturbating the Bondage swelling and the red tint…but… “I am my son’s whore”….it took everything I had not to scream…that sonofabitch. I raised the shirt…between my cunt and my belly button…scrawled across my lower abdomen in red outlined in black…”This body is property of my son Kyle”. Just to the left of my pubic mound…a small red…a devil with an over size penis, poking a white spread eagle female angel…small words above the devil…”Kyle”…and below the angel…”Mom”. I was tattooed…that fucking kid of mine…that…I was furious. But accidentally hitting something sent a lighting bolt of pain from my cunt to my brain. A small, bright gold ring protruded from the apex of my slit…my clit peaking out from between my lips…MY FUCKING CLIT WAS PIERCED! I was about to totally lose it…my whole world Amateur Girl was…shit...somehow, someway…sat down on the toilet…tried to gather my thoughts. Just how was I going to get out of this… There were a couple of papers next to me…picked them up. One was “The Care and Cleaning of Tattoos and Piercings” and the other, a copy of the agreement I signed. I set the first one down. The second one…my anticipation of finding a way out was almost immediately dashed. It was a signed, sealed, witnessed…agreement that basically said…my son had complete medical, financial, and…well owned my ass in every way and form. What ever he had done, would hold up in court…the fact that he was fucking me… that would hold up in court…the fact that I was letting him, well that is where I would be in trouble…except in the footnotes as long as there is mutual consent by both parties, as long as they are of age, sexual incest is not prosecutable. What the fuck? If he wants to fuck me and I say no…after agreeing to allow him, I am the one that gets prosecuted? And, I had agreed to let him fuck me…it was recorded; it was on film…I was holding the paper just above my thigh…the words written on my thigh were glaring in their truth. “I am my son’s whore”. My only way was to mitigate the damages…and that would probably require compliance on my part. All I could wear that day was a loose sundress…my red legs and armpits totally exposed. It was easy to make an excuse…told both the girls and Ken the truth, had a defoliate process done. Both Kayla and Ken bought it without question, Kellie, she kept asking what else…as if she actually knew what else. I avoided answering. Kyle was working his part time job all day, so did not have that additional stress. She was blushing too. It gave another tug with its sucker and the girl gasped, arching her BDSM Porn back and groaning. She knows that Steve Davies taught this skill to her. Sure enough, the naughty girl I edited to have sex with me in the middle of my first class was also pregnant, her child just started recently. I used to enjoy the delightful transition from slumber to wakefulness. “What the hell do you want?” Collins just hummed in reply. I sobbed to myself on the bed, not from pain but from the sheer need for release. “Oh yes.” Simon replied. “Why Amateur Girl do you have the Bondage shutters closed, sir? Fantasizing about fucking a succubus is different than actually doing, and facing a goblin in your mind came with the lack of an associated smell. And at that point, the two girls began relieving masturbating Mike of all his Busty Pain Anal clothing. TEMPRO!"