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General RP MY MOM, MY SLAVE

The idea of his own mother being a 'good girl' disgusts Clarissa but she has no choice.....
"mmhmm," she mumbles, nodding her head in agreement. She has no idea what he is planning to do to her next but if she has any hopes of escaping she knows she must at least make him think she submitted.
 
he looks at her and smiles "good then you will obey everything i say got it mom" he smiles as he pulls out a collar and puts it around her neck and locks it
 
Clarissa lays there without moving.....she had to keep up the idea that she had submitted to her son if there was any hope of escaping. Pictures or not, she had to somehow get to a pharmacy, hospital, police station...anywhere so she could prevent what she feared most---pregnancy. The longer she stayed his sex slave, the more times he raped her only increased the chances of her becoming pregnant.

She winced as a leather collar was secured around her neck, a clicking sound telling her that it was locked from behind....a ring dangled from the front. She was now officially his slave.
 
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