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Mom was scandalized by Tammy’s stories. We finish our tour around the room. I turn to my mom. “You will go pick out four toys. Something to fit your whore needs.” She looks me in the eyes. I can see that she knows this amateur is her next test. Another step to her permanent status as mommy-whore. Part of pov her knew all along that today was about training her to accept her proper place. It feels like we look at each other for a while, but it was probably just seconds. She loses the test of wills and looks away first. Wandering off to pick something out. Tammy rubs her hot body up against me. I happily put an arm around her and grab her cute ass as we watch my mom. As everyone watches my mom. Rat-faced guy wiping drool from his chin, as he rubs his crotch. Finally she comes back. “I picked these out, sir.” The title sending excited shivers through skinny my body. She holds her hands out, with her head lowered. She had a dog collar and leash. The word slut engraved in the leather. There is a leather wrist cuffs, a leather paddle, and a set of anal beads. “Very good.” I tell petite her. She looks at me with a slight smile. I take the items and set them on the counter. “Now, while we are here, why don’t we try out that stocks.” She looks at the other people nervously. But follows obediently to the back of the shop. The fat woman is there waiting. She lifts the top half. “Just settle yourself right in honey.” She tells mom. She hesitates then lowers her head and wrists onto the cutout holes. The fat woman lowers the Hardcore top and locks it in place trapping her. Mom’s head and hands sticking through the wood. “Thank you”, he said softly, “few people are brave enough to apologize like that.” Chin-sun looked up at him with confusion in her eyes. “Also if petite you could have someone bring up some clothes for Felippe here, I would greatly appreciate it. Before waiting for her response, I quickly found the snaps at the bottom of the leotard and yanked them open. It was a good job that the back of my skirt had ridden up as I squirmed about. Her name was Zita. Naturally she gets your features only..” “Really…?” “Yes maa…” “What do you skinny mean how she gets away with it? This all Hardcore pov started when Chris, our football team's hulking, asshole quarterback, had thrust me against the locker in amateur our school's locker room. Madison smugly shook her head yes.