Clare just laughed. "Well I'm sorry little girl but I don't think you can make these demands on me anymore and, anyway, what do you suggest as alterna...ive!"Clare filled the pregnant silence as 'Penelope' tried to think of something she could say to argue with - nothing came!"I still love you darling, and will do my best for you but if you make life awkward for me, and argue with everything I say, then I'm afraid you will not be able to live here - you have got to accept that I'm in charge. If. She looked down upon the fire with pride and disdain, leaving her full breasts and the patch of curling hair between her legs unguarded for all to see. In all her memory… Chastity could not imagine having seen so much of her own mother on display. Skirts or dresses which reached to the floor and gave no hint of the sinful shapes beneath had always been the example set. But that had been before she had met him. The man who demanded to be known only as ‘Father’. The man who mother now clung to. That night, as Sia complained and bemoaned her fate, “My whole body hurts, Dad!”, I had her roll onto her front on the bed while I went to the bathroom to fetch some massage oil. Up to now, our lovemaking had been quite simple. Either she was on top of me or the positions were reversed. Oral sex was used mostly as part of the pre-intercourse ritual. Each orgasm with her still stunned me in its intensity and she treated me to a wide range of climaxes herself. But, that night... I paused at the. "Now don't be alarmed, Dearie," encouraged Mary, noticing the fear and trepidation returning to the face of her traveling companion. "It's huge, but you'll only be taking care of certain portions of it." It's not that," the girl responded, "It just seems so... so frightening." Nonsense. You're just imagining things. Now mind yourself and you'll be all right."The carriage came to a stop in front of the massive wooden doors of the castle. The old crone and her protege stepped down, the girl.