"John don't take this the wrong way... would you mind if I sometimes call you Daddy J? Um or Master" she could not meet my eyes as she made her humble...request.She just nestled into me deeper, and held her breath. Beth was asking if I wanted to own her. She would be my property, my slave. Not my Girlfriend, or my lady--she wanted to be a thing that I abused and fuck. But I realized that I was committing myself to her--that I would have responsibilities. I would never love her in a romantic way,. " I saw how the Ladies were looking at you sir, you are to be the master here." You're imagining things Consuela; they were just thanking me for helping them. Please call me Ken; I would like to be your friend while we are both working here."The Latin girl immediately got hot, "You think that because I have a baby and no husband that you can have your way with me? I don't need that kind of friend Mr. Jacobs." No, no Consuela. I don't think that at all. I would never treat you, or any other. But, this time, it’s all together different, and not just sex but also more seduction and excitement.It was one fine day and afternoon. As usual I was sleeping in my room. Door bell rang and Mom opened the door and Rakesh came in. He immediately started kissing mom passionately, holding her tight. Mom, “giggling, stop it here, someone will see us.” Rakesh, leaving for a second, “I already seen floor is empty and your daughter’s room is closed, no one will see, let’s continue here for a moment.”. Well Loli tonight you will be used like the cheap little whore you are. Drinks are on the house for you tonight. We will get you nice and drunk.”Lola: “Yes daddy.”The bartender gave me shots, plus a couple of mixed drinks, and beer. He really wanted to get me very drunk, which I did.After about one hour of just drinking, and chatting with daddy Rob, and the other guys at the bar, I was getting soooooo wet for cock. Because I knew all these males were going to be INside me tonight. A couple of.