I gently planted a kiss on her lips and she told me that she had asked her maid to come only at 8 in the evening and we had the entire day.She told me...that she had got something special and she went into the kitchen and got a bowl full of chocolate ice cream. She offered it to me. I took one spoon and offered it to her. She licked the spoon and as soon as she did that, I kissed her.We both were kissing madly for 15 minutes. The smell of chocolate was giving us a different kind of a turn on. We. If Heather was going to say, she had to experience the heat of that forge as well.A soft alarm went off in Willow's room. She had been awake long before to clean herself and her area, to prepare for the day, and be ready to confront Heather like it was just another day. It was time.Willow walked down the hall towards the room where the new slave was staying. Heather was there, in her place, standing for inspection, just as Willow had instructed her. Willow was shocked to realize that she was. Miranda stopped dead in her tracks and gulped gulped. Then she backed into the den. Uh. What is it Daddy? I really need to shower.Well then turn around so I can see you, he said. I need to talk to your face. Not your back.Miranda gulped again. Then she turned slowly around to face him with her head hanging down. When Jim cleared his throat again, Miranda lifted her chin and stared directly into his eyes. Her cum spattered face was now directly in his line of view. I'm so sorry Daddy. Really,. " she whispered softly. "You've given me more pleasure than I've enjoyed in many years."He covered his face with both hands, trying to rub the sleep away. It was then that he realized this was no dream. Everything that had happened this evening had been frighteningly real. She saw realization dawn, and a husky laugh was the only sound she made. Her fingers laced with his, and pulled his arms wide apart over his head. The more Joe struggled, the tighter her grasp became."You're mine, Joseph..