“Rachel, I don’t think I can take any more.” That was my first mistake, asking for mercy.She thought it was funny. “Oh really? I still have an...ther 80 to go. We’re not done yet.”So slowly she proceeded to put them on, watching how I’d react. As I flinched, she smiled ever so slightly, and continued her task. It took about 30 minutes, but she managed to place all 100 of the clothespins on me. My cock and balls had about 40 of them; the rest were spread out over the rest of my body. Rachel stood. Both father and daughter remained quiet and luxuriated in the warm comforting cocoon of post copulation tiredness. Their love was now cemented at a level where few father and daughters ever get to reach if they are lucky. This love would never fall prey to mundacity of life and trivia of society as the expectation from society to keep it secret protected it from its influence.Vikram kissed his daughter languidly, "Manu bete, would you be happy moving in the next bedroom. That has connecting. "Excuse me sir, he is on his way back to Liverpool sir, and has just completed his eighth convoy to Halifax."The First sea Lord burst out. "Young lady your job is to take minutes not to interrupt the meeting ... but as a matter of interest "How do you know that?" He is my brother sir."All eyes were on Angela by now. The Prime Minister said "You must be very proud of him?" I am sir. But he is only 25 and he is going grey with the strain. Its killing him." The First Lord said. "Young Lady will. My guess was that the two dead men had been caught at the very first of the battle as they tried to throw torches past the bars and through the windows.Them bars on the windows was giving the women a problem when they tried to shift from one aiming point to another, but it was certain that the bars had saved their lives so far. Them bars was too close together for a man to get past them, and that was why they had been installed during the Indian wars. I did not know if they ever saw any action.