"Stand up bitch," I was told, and I stood there naked in front of them. I felt my hands being pulled behind my back, and held there whilst he took a p...rmanent marker and wrote 'MY BITCH!' on my chest. "The next time I fuck you boy, that had better still be on you!" I pleaded that people at my 6th form College would see, but he just laughed. "Right. Get dressed," he ordered, but stopped me getting my clothes - "Not those," pointing at my briefs, "I'll keep those. Put these shorts on instead." He. Permission is given to redistribute this work in its entirety andany credit is given to me as the original author. Any resemblance between characters in this work and persons living ordead is purely coincidental.Be also advised, some of the storylines contain adult themes includingsex. If you are underage or if this offends, then please go elsewhere.A tale of forced lifestyle change where having lost his job, our hero hasto adapt to his changed circumstances. Chapter 1 -. That guy over there is the pilot I was telling you about last month. We had flirted the whole flight but didn't get a chance to seal the deal. I wanna see if it’s not too late," Sam explained.I made my way back to Sydnee and told her we could board in about fifteen minutes. I asked where Sam was, and she pointed to the corner of the hangar. After a few minutes of Syd pressing me for details of our trip. Sam made her way back. She had a serious but disappointed look on her face.“What’s. I noticed your amazing figure in the restaurant and couldn't stop thinking about you. I still can't stop thinking about you, but it's so wrong.” My daughter giggled before guiding me to sit down on the couch next to her. “It's obvious we both fucking want each other dad. There's no denying that now, and I want us to continue this. But dad...” She paused a moment as she ran her hand up my leg and left it dangerously close to my still prominent dick tent. “...I want to take it slow, I don’t want.