“Daddy can I be your slut, your whore, you slave? I promise I will do whatever you desire and be whatever you wish me to be. I have read about the...Master slave relationship and that is what I desire to be, I desire to be used by you and owned by you. So please use me daddy and let me be your slave.”It was like I was outside of myself and I was with Sara, I looked up at her “yes slut you can be and are my slut slave you will be at my beckon call you will be my slut and you will obey me or be. The breakfast/brunch was a lazy affair where his soul mates emphasized with passion what happened yesterday was probably the most exciting sex romp the mankind could ever imagine. A porno like that would undoubtedly make them to millionaires. Kate laughed and said she would give them her money before they would be tempted to publish this event were all of them acted like depraved sluts for their young lover. Todd growled and said he had very much liked that. No other man was ever allowed to see. “Oh fuck, that feels good,” he groaned, and reached for the waistband to slide his underwear off. I slapped his hand away. He moaned in frustration.“Take me out.”“I will, but for now, THIS is how I’m playing.”“Fuck, I need more, Hun.”“I thought you said this feels good,” and my finger flicked across him again, drawing his breath.“Fuuuuck, yes…but…”I focused on the drop, and just a bit lower, not quite getting to his magic. His hip slid forward, trying to find that spot with my finger. I. She looked downright terrified and ready to bolt.‘Who wouldn’t be?’ Eleanor thought.His Royal Highness, the Duke of Clarence, heir apparent to the throne, and his wife, the Duchess Adelaide were sitting next to Ellen. This was the first time that young Eleanor was in the same room with Royalty, but she was sitting several places down the table. For Ellen it must be nerve wrecking. The Duke, although dubbed the ‘Pineapple Head’ by some, was a modest and charming man however, and Ellen’s beauty.