. Blushing profusely... Daddy then looks at Nathalia, and ask her if she's sure she wishes this, and she just keps staring at the sexy bitch on the f...oor, before nodding, clearly fascinated... Daddy then orders her to remove all her clothes, apart from her fishnet stockings and choker, and get on her knees next to daddy's little bitch. She hesitates a little, but her lust is clearly in control... She removes her top, revealing her firm breasts, with small but hard nipples... Se lets her skirt. Driving up the A10 the next morning, through familiar towns and villages, I cried as I thought of what my life had become. I had everything and nothing at all, the poor little rich girl to the perfect T. All I had left to cling to was, to put it bluntly, the questionable potential of compassion from high-class S&M prostitute. A sophisticated and un-tart-like whore, whom I paid for sex, paid to punish me for being alive. Who as far as could tell thought next to nothing of me, and treated me like. ” The next words died on her tongue as she saw herself on the screen. Naked, on her knees, being led by an equally naked Benji. The chain leash he held tugged at the thick, leather collar at her throat. Marissa ceased to breath as she watched the scene unfold, remembering with crystal clarity everything that had occurred. It had happened that past Tuesday. Benji had practically paraded her all around the house on that fucking leash, spanking her ass until her pussy throbbed in excitement to. I was happy enough to let them talk, inserting a comment of my own every now and then. Cheryl and I returned to our room after dinner. She usually turns on the TV then, and watches whatever drivel catches her eye. But this evening she fussed with her clothing and such in her suitcase as she asked me questions about Trevor - questions she already knew the answers to...was he married, did he have kids, what kinds of activities was he into...things like that. Innocent, interested questions. In the.