"Daddy?" came a voice. It was my daughter, come home early. "You home?" "Yes, baby," I called. "How did it go?" "It was ok," she replied. She shrugged...off her gym bag and her jacket. "It got boring, so I came home." She plopped down beside me. "What are you watching?" "Oh, nothing," I lied. "I'm just flipping through channels." "Thinking about going camping, daddy?" she giggled. "Nice tent you've erected." I looked down, noticed my erection. I started turning red. "It's ok, daddy. I'd go. They boys released her and sat down beside her, Matt looked at her “slut get up and put those panties back on now”! She jumped up not wanting the hair brush again. Cum flowed from her freshly fucked pussy and ass so very quickly she had a large wet spot in the front and back of her boy shorts`. “Now that’s the look we like to see slut” said Rob.“Come here and sit down in the middle”. “My ass really hurts now I’d like to take a shower if”. “Shut the fuck up and sit down now slut”, yelled Rob.. "Answer me" Yes Mum" he replied, "I'm sorry" and again he looked down.She took the opportunity now to look down at his still erect young cock. She was stunned at how hard and thick he was for such a young boy. She had forgotten how hard a boy could get. She sat on his bed, flicking the knickers on his face and they fell to the floor. His hard young cock bobbed up and down."Mark...it's ok darling" she said and he started to bring his hands forward, again wanting to cover himself."Oh no. I enter it from the upper side — the square is not level, it is sloping towards the opposite side, where the town hall stands. This way, from where I come, I can survey it all, above the heads of the crowd that fills it.I have a good view at the stone tribune in front of the town hall, with the spiked statue of the Goddess on it, with all the implements of torture that await me, with the big gong, and with the torturer, dressed in his traditional hooded black garb, standing solemnly, looking.