Laurel, in isolation and utter helplessness, her resolve and hope destroyed, finally accepted the story and with it her resistance crumbled. She was d...vastated to contemplate her future as a sex slave, her daughter suffering a similar fate in a strange land, never to realize her hopes and dreams. Her only hope, she knew, was escape, but the slaves, there were about twenty or so at the club at any time, were carefully watched during club hours and there was a guard kept outside the room where. A few days ago he was listening in on her getting off, now here she was.. 21 and sitting between his legs. Ready to take her Daddy's cock."Mmh, good, now you can lick the tip" He watched her wet her lips as she leant forward. Feeling her hot breath on his cock as she brought herself closer. Poking her tongue out, she glanced up at him as she flicked across his tip. The first brief touch making him ache. He didn't know how long he could last."Mm good girl, lick up and down Daddy's cock". She. How do you cope with that?” “Yes they are permanent, but it is OK as it is almost official, the Bishop has instructed the Vicar to get herself done as well.” “What, the Reverend Jaqueline? She has always seemed so uptight.” “Well, not any more. She has just had her nipples pierced, and is next door draining your husband’s balls for you!” Fay rushed out of the room without getting dressed. Mary followed her. Fay flung open the door to Room 2. There was Chris lying on the bed, with Jaqueline. Oh goddamn...”His hand presses the back of my head. I help him to ejaculate with short back and forth pumps with my lips as they are being held against the base. His whisper makes intermittent contact with his vocal cords as he tenses and jerks.“I-I’I’m oh unh unh Kmm.”He is holding me down. I can feel the throbbing muscles of his veined pole as they flex and squirt cum into his pants. I feel his hands continue to hold me in place until it fades. He loosens and exhales slowly.He knew it.