That once it starts, she wants no power to stop it. Nosafeword or signal. For while our sissy is terrified to the core of herbeing, to the core of her...being she also loves, and trusts, her Mistress.She knows in her heart and soul that her Mistress will protect her andkeep her safe.That is where we find ourselves now. The conversations have been had. Theassurances made. Even if she doesn't know when this experience willhappen. Just as with no safeword, she has no idea when this scene willplay. My friend started fucking me slowly, no doubt watching his cock disappear into me and then appear againHe grabbed my hips and started grinding against me, hitting that spot that was making my legs start to shake. He pulled out and turned me around and layed me on the couch. He spread my legs even wider and began rubbing the tip of his cock against my clitty, asking me if I wanted him. "Yes! Yes, please!" I whispered. Soon my legs were on his shoulders and I felt him slide into me, watching his. She had left a stain on her pants and she had juices running down her legs. He ran two fingers up and down her slit and rubbed her clit a little, eliciting a scream of pleasure.Normally, that would have brought someone running in, since most of the family was just in the other room. But Michael looked through the doorway and saw multiple people engaged in various sexual activities. His father was currently enjoying his mother's pussy, feasting on it like a dessert. And Uncle John had his young. I switched over to my music collection and selected a calming song by Gordon Lightfoot.As I pulled out of the parking lot and just drove, I had no destination in mind. I just needed to get away from people. I was on I-75 heading North, when I noticed a nearly blinding flash coming up from behind me. I recognized the front clip and headlight pattern, the way most people could recognize one of their kids. It was a Mustang GT and it was moving really damn quick.Whoever the driver was, he had more.