I still do not know what Gwen said or who she spoke, or shouted at, to but the name callers very different the next week. Thankfully Tiffy’s friends...stuck with her both in school and outside. Many of them had met Gwen as their teacher. When they saw Tiffy was her ‘daughter’ they shielded her from the unfriendly ones. Life for our family had settled into the routine familiar to all with school age children. I missed Mother less and less. I don’t think Tiffany thought about her much at all, Gwen. Much like my fingers were at the moment."So I'm going to give you what you crave" I said in a soft, confident tone. "that... and so much more. You are going to be My wanton slut for the next hour, and I'm going to make you say and do things that you've only dreamt about."She was now blushing."Now, it's your turn" I said calmly. "Lead me into your home and into the room where you will offer your body to me completely. You will never look at that room the same, after today."With that, she opened. “You are the, what did they call you, dark prince of the white castle,” Bridget says and I stare at her like she’s grown a horn out of her head,” What?” “Why the fuck do they think that,” I ask and she laughs. “Your sister that’s why. She’s been talking about how you were always so much tougher than everything else and how you wanted to earn everything without everyone else giving you any help. It seemed kinda foolish to me but here you are walking and talking after everything that happened to. As he fucked her Darla could feel Fiona’s pussy rubbing against hers and it felt so damn good. She ground her hips against the two of them as they fucked whilst she kissed Fiona’s neck and nibbled on her earlobes. A few minutes of good fucking had Fiona whimpering with pleasure beneath her, Darla smiled and moaned herself as he moved behind them and started fucking her hard too. He kept up the pace, pounding one of them for a few minutes with strong, solid thrusts of his throbbing dick before.