I was excited because we rarely had any guests in our home and I even made sure to dress my best for our special famlly guest. Aunt Rachel came inside...and she was hugged by both my parents as they embraced, laughing from the joy. She then paid notice to me as she gasped saying, "Oh my gosh, look at him... He's a grown man already look at him... Wow it's been years, he must've been this tall last I saw him..." She put her hand to her waist showing how little I was and I blushed from all the. His ego was bolstered, he was king of the mountain now. He never thought he would be able to get it up three times in a row! Why the hell had he denied himself for so long? Too bad the blonde bitch couldn't keep her hands off his tender daughter; if he hadn't seen that, he would feel different about her perhaps... she certainly was one helluva fuck, about the best he'd ever had, matching him stroke for stroke, turning him on to unbelievable heights of passion with her obscene words and her. Would you like that, slave?” Before Diana could answer he went on, “Well, it doesn’t matter whether you’d like it or not, does it, slave? You’ll do whatever I tell you to do because you’re my property now. Isn’t that right?”Diana felt a jolt between her legs as images of their last night together flooded her imagination, and she suppressed a moan before replying, “Yes, Sir. That...that’s absolutely correct, Sir.”“Very good, slave. I’ll see you on Saturday.” And with that he. I drove home and saw that Margaret's bedroom light was still on. I got out of my car and sneaked back downstairs first to clean up first. I messaged Master I was going upstairs to ask Margaret. But at that moment Master stopped me. He had changed his mind and asked me to go to bed. I was full of excitement and my adrenaline was pumping through me. I was disappointed but kept it to myself...even though I'm sure he saw it on my face. I heard Margaret walk into the bathroom. I found it odd that.