'There were always the rules, ' the Patriarch thought with a hint of exasperation in his brow.His hands were finally, figuratively speaking of course,...loose. He would break down their spine, their will, and their determination. He had the means to accomplish that and with some careful steps it would all seem so natural, so typical of all failed revolutions; blood-soaked affairs of chasing wild dreams that turn into ashes when the night is through.His part would be small as always; the stage. Mike finally had to break the kiss and pull back, taking in several breaths as he looked at his young daughter on his lap. Then he lowered his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Alexis immediately let out a loud moan as he encircled her nipple with his tongue, teasing her areola, before giving the nipple a swift flick. Then he began sucking on her small tit, biting gently but firmly on her pert nipple. Alexis cried out in pleasure and Mike thought that he had never heard such a sexy. As they sat in Mistresses' studio, she gave them a run down on mybehavior. She gave me all "A's". She also brought Rex in and had medemonstrate my new talent for Master and my wife. They were impressed,so much so that they made a vow to get a dog of our own. Life at ourhome returned to pre-ceremony normal. Carol and I were still fucktoys.Carol with Master Robert, me with whoever desired me. I resumed myclean-up duties and assisted their lovemaking whenever desired.My Master and my wife. He smiled at her, but he didn’t lower his shades. Putting on her best stank face and placing her hands on the hood of the car once more, she slowing began to bounce in the rhythm of the current beat. She was no amateur, she knew very well how to twerk and she knew she did it fine too. When you have an ass like that, you learn that you fit twerking perfectly. No hands, Ashley began to roll her hips and rose up and down slowly as she popped, stressing her leg muscles, but clearly catching.