They grabbed their clothes and they ran. I rang the doorbell for a good fifteen minutes before my daughter finally decided to face the music.All I did...was take her by her arm and lead her to my car. She got in and I drove off. At home I showed her a few pictures from my cell phone. Then I told her that she needed to be punished, that she needed to be spanked, and that she needed to be naked.Crystal just looked at me. Then she told me that she wanted to be punished as an adult. I asked her why. His only company was the corn field and the noisy midnight crickets. He was picturing tying his ex down and showing her exactly how he could satisfy her. He imagined taking off his belt and beating her with it while he fucked her the whole time. Then he would wrap it around her neck and watch as her face turned purple from lack of oxygen. He was sure the fear in her eyes would only make violently fucking her more pleasurable. Suddenly he was taken out of his revere when a pair of headlights. I followed her into the bathroom and there she was sitting on the toilet pissing. I said "I need a piss" and she started to get off the toilet I said "no, in your mouth" she looked at me with her dumb face as both her brain cells tried to compute what I just said, and then it clicked. For a second there was hesitation and then " please daddy give me your piss" she threw her head back, opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. I walk forward, my legs straddling her sitting on the toilet. .. to feel like this ... was a revelation.She was also uncomfortably aware of a downside to it all, the idea that, despite the adrenalin rush she was experiencing here and now, there had been very good reasons for her recent near breakdown. Thinking this, she automatically turned to Sonja – a friend she'd neglected for too long, she realised – and saw her pouring a glass of wine for that Decurion. Rajata felt that she'd like some wine, too – and preferably given to her by Sonja – even as the.