#I continued to monitor, occasionally recording Darrel, and was amused to find that he quite often now borrowed two tapes, which he always returned, a...ways watching the tape of his daughter, saving it for last, sometimes squirting on her like he had done the first time, though not always, still giving me a bigger and better insurance policy that I could use against him if and when I ever felt a reason for doing so.In the meantime, I went about enjoying my new pleasures, which still included. "You again?" she replies in a seemingly exasperated tone before standing, opening the door to her stall and exiting.Had I gone too far? Had I broken some cardinal rule? Had I ruined a good thing? As I stand in disbelief, with the sharp pain of rejection, a head pops over the door of the stall in which I'm in."Boo!"I find myself staring at a young woman, not a day over 20 years old, staring back at me with my pants below my knees. She has dark hair with a slight curl that extends just past her. Angel’s parties were the highlight of the year.Angel would greet all the guests and have a lovely afternoon with her husband and the guests. They drank and had wonderful food and when it was time for the entertainment is when Angel slipped away from the party.The rules of the party were easy. Nobody was allowed inside of the house. There were bathrooms outside and the party was held there too. The party was always during the summer. The wives never questioned anything, because there was no need. I look at you in the mirror eyes wide in terror, whispering in your ear I tell you to stand up and move to your bed, I can hear you whimper behind my hand and I smile enjoying the knowledge that in a few short minutes you will be screaming in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As we reach the foot of your bed I place a ball gag into your mouth and fasten it onto you head and I tie your hands to the bed with you still standing, but, face down on the bed so that your perfect ass is in the air. Now.