As we walked I approached the subject of coming to my house."Melissa, do you think your mum minds that you hang around with me?" I asked timidly."Actu...lly, she doesn't really know, I haven't told her," she replied."Can I ask why, not that I feel that not telling them about me makes me feel any less a friend. I just want to know, so that I don't feel like I am getting you in trouble if I am your friend." Sophie, it's not you, it's me, she has no idea who I am anymore. She never listens or pays. I can’t help rewinding those wonderful dreams whenever I am with you. I wish I can make those dreams come alive. I wish I can kiss you a million times on your lips as I used to do in the dreams.”Her eyes wandered slightly in discomfort. I guessed she must be struggling hard to digest what she was listening.“You know where I am looking at right now,” I spoke with a deliberate smile. “I don’t know how I am resisting the temptation to have your marvelous breasts in my hands.”It was an enjoyable. “You just don’t want to let that control go do you baby girl? It’s ok Daddy will fix that.” With the last word leaving his lips King pushed my legs up over my shoulders and pinned me down as I screamed at him hysterically. As he continued to finger my pussy I noticed he had switched from three fingers to two but I couldn’t figure out why until I felt this odd sensation deep in my pussy. He was hitting my GSPOT and all I could do was shake my head. “No King I don’t want to I’m scared” is all I. I sent him an eye rolling emojys! Well he gave lame excuses! I hear him getting out things. I have all my toys and tools in boxes dildos in one and ropes in another. I have a box of “mean” stuff, tools he uses to punish me, those tools make him very excited and me glad of the wine. Clothes pins that make me squirm, pinch hard on my nipples. An electrode, this tool I hate. It freaks me out that weird prickle. A medical kit with a scalpel and exam tools. A couple of whips and paddles that.