You are my ?Slut? tonight, and I expect you to act like one. All she was thinking was what did I just agree to, as she responded ?Yes Sir? She hate... being called slut, she preferred sub, bottom or slave, these where perfectly natural to her, not slut, whore or c?nt. Words she supposed where what a Dom preferred to use, what they love to call there submissives. So tonight she would be his ?slut?. Shall we begin, she heard him say, that all to familiar phrase she has heard many times. “That’s better.”Next I can feel him ease my blue short sleeve uniform shirt out of my top of my uniform skirt.I ask the question again “What are you going to do to me Sir?” but he ignores my question.One by one he un-fastens my shirt buttons, opens the front revealing my black matching bra with lace trim around the edge of the cups.He kneels down in-front of me and places both hands on the top of my thighs feeling my stockings“That strap is nice and tight on your bare thigh Sandeman.”. Stripped to the waist, I knocked on her door and she shouted to come in. When I entered the bedroom. She was sitting up in bed pulling the duvet up in front of her to hide her breasts."Fucking Hell!" she exclaimed looking at my torso and legs."Greta," I scolded, "I don't know where you picked up that language!"She smiled, "Come on Dad, you've heard worse and so have I. I'm a big girl now. But your poor body!" Not a pretty sight, am I?" I quipped with a smile "Plates here, screws and pins there,. Aber heute… heute will auch ICH es. Erfreulicher Weise ist mein „kleiner Freund“ immer noch voll funktionsfähig! Sehr zur Freude meiner süßen Begleitung! Gleich zweimal kurz hintereinander lieben wir uns. Einmal liege ich dabei auf ihr, das zweite Mal reitet mich mein blonder Engel, als wäre sie der Teufel persönlich. So wild, so geil habe ich noch selten ein Mädchen gesehen! Hatte ich ihr meinen Samen beim ersten Mal noch tief in ihre Muschi gespritzt, so giert sie jetzt nach ihrem Orgasmus.