Then the girl went into the kitchen where her mother was cooking the turkey. She accidentally dropped it on the floor and said: “Oh, fuck!”“What...does fuck mean?” Asked the little girl.“I’m cooking the turkey right now, sweety.” replied her mother.Then the door bell rang. Her mother told her to go open the door and welcome the thanksgiving guests.The little girl walked up, opened the door and said: “Hello everyone! Hang up your luscious tits, drop your slim dicks, my dad’s upstairs shitting and. ”“I did tell you that would not be anything special, and must behave like the others, especially you need address me as Master, and you will have to learn to obey.”Nicola thought for a moment and then offered, “Master, may I ask something?”“You may ask two questions, of which that was the first,” he replied.“Please will you tie me to the bed again? I liked that.”When he had finished cuffing her wrists and feet so that she was laid out on the bed in an X, face up, he knelt on the side of the bed. Sammi took great pains to explain to me that she was not gay or even bi; most of it had just been curiosity and peer pressure. She hadn't really enjoyed it; it wasn't so bad, but she just didn't say no. It was one of the few times I saw Sammi blush. Quite effective, and cute, with almost white blond hair! I was glad to realize that few if any of these 'friends' were in common with my other girls!"So, sleepyhead, finally decide to get up? We were getting ready to go and just pick you up on the. I grabbed her hand and drew her into the house, slamming the door behind us, and leading her to the lounge room."Look ... look I have our favourite movie playing" I told her as I positioned her in front of the massive TV.If I had my wits about me, I would have noted that my visitor was a young petite Asian girl dressed in a pretty floral dress and with sandals on her feet. I would have seen the religious booklet in her hand too.But I was so high ... I noticed nothing other than it was a.