A few days ago I had lost my virginity to a woman who I had loved for as long as I can remember and who was 25 years older than me. After stealing a p...ir of her stockings and getting caught wearing them by our next door neighbour, I’d been buggered by his big black cock, an experience although totally unexpected, it was something I’d actually enjoyed. All night long I tossed and turned trying to get my head around what had happened. It must have been 5 am before I finally managed to get to. He really made love to me, it wasn't just sex. We were actually feeling things for each other. He put his hands onto my butt as I was bouncing up and down. “Oh shit again John. Yes, really make love to me now John. Fuck me nicely,” I said. Then I felt both of us getting very sweaty. As my boobs were leaning up against him as much as they could, his chest was getting rather slippery, and we were both breathing in and out as steadily as we could. We both let out some nice moans as I leaned back. The feeling of being forced really made her panties moist. These thoughts are what made her bite her bottom lip and turned her on.Morgan wasn't sure until that night. But since her assault, she had started to have fantasies of submitting to her Daddy. She didn't know it yet but Tom was also having fantasies of little Morgan. Later that day she left her dorm and headed home for the summer. All those naughty thoughts running through her head. Wondering the whole way if she could make Daddy see. Do you not love Patrick?” Gabe asked, in confusion.“Yes, my Master. I love Patrick. He has always been good to me. I will marry him tomorrow, and be a dutiful wife to him, but he can never be my Master, only you can be that,” Celia said with a sob.“Is that why you are here,” Gabe asked, “to tell me this?”“No, my Master,” Celia said, as she shook with fear and desire, “I am here to beg for one last gift from you. Will you hear a poor girl’s request?”The old Duke stood with clenched fists. He had.