" Okay," I sighed, grabbing them both.I turned around as I slipped back into my panties and put my bra on too.Although, she grabbed the clasp and hook...d it. "You're dazzling, don't get me wrong, but it's like having access to a full buffet of chicken, steak, and pork chops, but being a vegetarian," she divulged, turning me around. "You're one beautiful woman, but I'm just not all that crazy about just starting to eat animals. I've sampled a couple before, but I haven't liked them, though. I'm. Like a good little boy! As areward, she released me from the laundry bag and let me crawl into thebathroom - still bound up in my rubber nightie - and watch while sheshowered, dressed, and put on makeup.And then, at last, she got a pair of scissors from her purse and cut awaythat awful garment that had held me a frustrated prisoner for so long."I'll be downstairs at the tables." She smiled down at me as I struggledfree of the thing. "Must make up for last night's losses, you know. Comelook me. Do not let your legs give out. I have the need to reach down and rub my clit and coat my fingers in my cunt juice. "Daddy, can I rub your clit please? I need to cum so bad, Daddy, please?" I beg. "You dirty little girl. You want to cum while Daddy is pumping your ass? You like how that feels don't you, you dirty girl?" he says. "Yes Daddy, I want to cum while you are fucking my ass. Please may I make your cunt cum while you are fucking me in the ass?" I say. Daddy simply yes, "Yes, slut.". The city has never felt at me before.As you ponder the situation before you, the feelings strengthen and coalesce into thoughts, words, and a voice. You are vaguely aware that you do not hear this voice in a conditional sense, but even so the city speaks to you in a voice of sweetness and warmth, but at the same time full of its sense of loss and longing."Dunsany," the city calls to you. "Henry Dunsany, my city calls to you."You float in stunned silence, finding yourself unable to.