"Never had the girl felt so utterly helpless and humiliated before. Her dad was going to force her to watch porn? Over and over he'd said? She was in ...o mood for sex but she knew herself, she knew she'd eventually get worked up. She knew her dad would be proven right. She'd get horny as hell and not be able to do anything about it because she was taped down into this goddamned chair!"Please, Daddy, let me go!" she begged in a panic. "I am a slut, okay?! I am, I know, I'm not a good girl,. He sucked it so hard that I came right there in his mouth. I was in bliss.He didn’t seem to mind my cumload in his mouth. Now that I had been satisfied, my selfish mind told me to make a swift exit. But he wanted more. He wasn’t done for the night.He undressed in his bed and pulled him towards him. We started smooching and I started to get horny again. I took off my top and we lay on each other kissing and licking each part of our bodies. I was in two minds still. Even though I was enjoying. “Without a headset, the quality of sound is pretty crappy,” I said. I contemplated the problem a minute and then had an idea. “Why don’t you sing to me?” I asked.“Sing what?”“You choose. Create the soundtrack. Sing me love songs.”“Really, Tony?”“Mmmhmm.” I was already ripping through a warmup sketch with just the key lines that I would base the drawing from—the curve of her hips, the position of her head, the peaks of her breasts, the extension of her hand. She smiled and then began to sing,. Beth was restrained in the same way as before whileClaire walked her back to the stables. As they werewalking, despite her soreness, Beth could feel a stringof new sensations. The fullness in her bowels; her tailswinging from side to side and brushing against the backof her legs; the stimulation of her clit by its newring, the movement of the rings in her cunt lips and theerect state of her newly pierced nipples. Beth would beleft to recover before Claire fitted her ponygirl tack.Next morning,.