I had told him over those months some of my most base sexual secrets and our evening had progress along those lines. After entering his house and disp...nsing with the awkward first time conversation, I was told to get comfortable and quickly doffed my clothes and got on my knees in the subservient position. Daddy had stood in front of me with just enough distance between us that I was having to bend to shower kisses on the end of his hanging penis. He took a few steps back and made me crawl. ’‘Are you a whore?’ She looked at me very seriously. What could I say?‘I didn’t know he was going to stuff you with money either. Let's find you some clothes.’It didn’t take long to dress her, but I noticed she was still wearing the cuffs.‘You like these?’‘Well, you’ve still got yours on.’‘Well, you know enough by now to know that I am the slave girl around here.’ I grinned at her hoping she wouldn’t probe it any further. I could see that she was wanting to ask me questions, but I didn’t want. Next thing i hear a knock on my door knowing who it is i open the door and I cant believe my eyes jack is standing there in a black leather master outfit with mask on whip in one hand and hand cuffs in the other . Next thing lex appears wearing a similar outfit but carrying a video camera and a collar with two chains . Whats. As they came back in, Arlen could hardly get over the fact that the elegant young woman by the door was the woman he’d thrown away for the shrew that he found himself married to. While Monique had been all flirting and flattery when he had met her in France, not to mention that she’d been insatiable in bed, all of that had changed from the moment that they’d stepped foot on American soil. She was now in a constant state of pouting, complaining or insulting either him, his family or the state.