We were just going to Hang Out Part 5 - Sex Stories

We were just going to Hang Out Part 5

... broken.” “Then I think we wait on that, I still want you to call that video man, then back to the basement. I think you need to sleep then because your training will begin and you will serve your new master.” Marla tells her. “Mmm, I might just love being your sex slave, how about it Mistress Marla?” I lead Jen up the stairs to the phone while keeping her hand cuffed to her waist. I told Jen to have him the video here tomorrow at 11, and not say anything that would make him suspect trouble. I had her call Mark, “Mark this is Jen, I need that video fast, how soon can you get here?” “Yes, tomorrow morning and only the woman’s face to be recognizable.” “Ok, be here on time,” Jen said and I hung up the phone. “Was that ok,” she asked. “I let you know,” I said as lead her back to the playroom. Taking Jen to the bathroom, “You better use if you can it may be a while.” Jen used the commode then I led her to and cuffed her to the mat. “Sleep well, I have to go and talk to someone.” I turned off the lights and secured the door from the outside. She had no doubt that Jen may have set up an escape if something like this would happen. I walked upstairs to Jen’s bedroom and saw that Jeromy was still there tied to the bed as I left him. His eyes were red from all of the crying, but the looks in his eyes were of a mad man. “Jeromy, I sorry I did that but I had to. You need to know the truth about what is happening here, I hope you can forgive me,’ I pleaded softly. Jeromy just stared at ...

... me, if it was what he learned from his step-mom or that I was still naked but his dick was fully hard. “Marla, please untie me, I need to talk to my stepmother or whatever she is.” His voice was calm but Marla could hear the rage in his tone. “Jeromy, I think I better let you cool down first.” “How, can you be so calm right now, she admitted to kidnapping you and having you raped and killing my father.” “Well, yes she did kidnapped and had me raped but I don’t remember that, as for your father she did not kill him, he died a natural death, more than likely an heart attack, she just did not report it.” Jeromy looked at me with intensity that slightly freighting, “Jeromy, I am not defending her; she should pay for all of it but right now is not the time.” “Yea when, you were just with her talking to her as if nothing was the matter,” he said as he was pulling the rope at his wrist. “It would not matter how I talked to her just then, she would have said the same things to me, she was drugged and had no control to lie or miss lead me. Hell she will not remember it either. That is why it not the right time to do anything.” Jeromy, still struggling with the rope, “Marla, tell me what should I do, allow her to make me a sex slave to her so she can take all of dads money,” he asked? “No, but until she comes out of her drug induced state that not much you can do.” “I can make her tell me everything,” Jeromy said. “Like what,” I asked? Jeromy looked at me and open his mouth then stop, ...