Breast cancer." Oh, my sympathies." Andrew's face grew sombre for a moment."And look at you," observed Payne. "All done up fancy as a peacock. I told ...ou messing around in that sailboat of yours would lead you to a life o' crime."Andrew smiled back, grateful for the change of topic. "You did, you did indeed. Now, what's this super-secret project that brought us back together?" He cocked his head inquisitively.For what seemed like the hundredth time, Payne explained Plan Foxhound. Like all the. I peeked in and you were knocked out cold. I got an ice pack from the kitchen and dragged you onto the bed. Are you sure you're okay? You were bleeding a little, not much. You must have banged your head on the window sill. That was my fault. I shouldn't have surprised you like that." It's okay Mrs. Baker..." Call me Betty." I'm okay Mrs.... Betty. Really I am. It hardly hurts at all. Uh... why did you come up here?"She blushed. "It was silly of me, but I remembered a book in my bedroom. I. I looked at her then at the knife and began speaking harshly “Now I’m going to ask you a few questions a expect true answers if I even THINK your lying I will beat you till your numb am I clear?” She again silently nodded as a response. I sat down on the couch right next to her and began petting her hair gently then out of nowhere I grabbed her face and pulled her into a rough kiss. She looked at me in fear but didn’t kiss back which angered me slightly but I ignored the urge to slap her. I. ..I took Daddy's cock back in my mouth...sucking hard and sloppily....making wet sucking noises and shoving my mouth down on him....I swallowed and gagged his cock until it was hitting the very back of my throat and my face was buried in Daddy's crotch. It seemed like I sucked his cock forever....my mouth and jaw were sore and tears were running down my face, from gagging and from my rough treatment.Daddy finally said "Good girl...get up" I was tired and a bit relieved. I needed to get used to.