I’ll be back later,” she said, flashing me with one of her rare smiles and leaving me with Mr Gates. I walked backstage with him, passing a gaggle...of women crowded around a rail of clothes. We entered a dressing room, where I was introduced to a dancer who was sat at her mirror.“Kim this is Charlotte,” said Mr Gates, surprising me by using my name, I had been so use to responding to ‘slut’ or ‘whore’ with Mistress. The girl turned round and shook my hand, smiling.“Charlotte’s filling in for. He said, "I'myour new Daddy, can you say Daddy, whore?" He was rubbing cream intomy holes as I nodded my head and said, "Daddy." "Good whore," hesaid, "Daddy is going to show you how to go in the potty." Iwas confused but my new Daddy was so nice so I said, "Ok Daddy," andI smiled. He continued rubbing the cream in and he sat back on his heelsand just looked at me and said, "You're a very pretty whore," andhe reached down and rubbed my breast. I squeaked and said, "That ticklesDaddy and he. Put your hands behind your head, pussy.” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone, aiming it right at my penis. Inwardly I groaned at the thought of Heather’s entire class laughing at my tiny prick, but I said nothing. I put down the drink tray and did as he asked.Heather struck with the ferocity of a mother lion protecting her cub. She had been sitting cross legged on the couch but when she saw the phone, she jumped into a standing position on it, leaped over the coffee table. Gary was a doting dad and Oliva was just as bad. Ian had delivered a week before we turned up and Iona was dutifully admired as well.Ricky and Cavil also proudly showed off their latest progenies. Tana and Cerys were both healthy and vibrant babies. I knew these calves would be as special to the Bulls who had them as Sable was to me.Bull’s didn’t tend to come into season as often due to being in male form for a lot of their waking time. They also were less inclined to get pregnant. Dale being.