I have since promoted the new girl to the rank of mistress. You will call her that or Domina, and that is all. As for this little Asian slut..." Hayde... said, pausing for effect, as he traced the tip of the cane down her back to her ass, "You will be called fuck toy or bitch. You've lost the right to be called slut or whore, let alone any other name, for openly disobeying me."Looking into the eyes of each of the chained women, he took his time, letting the others feel the full effect of his. Ginny was not quite up to talking on the phone right then."Well, good morning, Mrs. Crosby ... Ok, Emma. Tonight? We'd love to, I'm sure. Who all will be there? Sounds like quite a mob. Very casual? Swim suits? Got it." Emma and Jack are throwing a monster barbecue. Sounds like about thirty people will be there. Including us. Any time after three." Guess I can patch up my face by then," Ginny said."I've got an idea, Mom! Let's really put on a show. Let's act like this party is the only. Two years have passed since my first time playing with Daddy. We both loved it so much that we adopted it as a life style. If we were alone we would just fall into the roles and enjoy ourselves. Daddy knew what his girl needed and always made sure I was happy. At this point in our relationship I was 21 and Daddy was 32. I was in my final year of university with only one month left before I had my degree. The weather was warm so I decided to wear a skirt to class. I was in the kitchen when I. It’s exactly as I had hoped. She’s not gone, she turned, she changed. I can see it in her pretty brown eyes. The old Victoria is gone, the face I stare at now is different, a monster like me.Tonight has been a turning point, a step toward building my kingdom, my legacy. I died over a year ago. It was foolishly labeled the Omicron variant of the pandemic. And it made sense, that the weak pathetic man I was would’ve died from the weak strain of the virus. But it was something else, something much.