My little slave, my concubine, that I could tie up and hurt. There was a part of me that enjoyed inflicting pain, probably why fighting turned me on s... much.And Sophia enjoyed being hurt. I wish I could cum like she did. But I was so happy I could give her such joy.“Love you,” she kept mumbling as I untied her. She was out of it, drifting through rapture. I sank down against a crate, holding her on my lap, her tits covered in red marks from the clothes pegs, her nipples swollen.“Love you,” I. He took a seat at his chair, and pulled himself closer to my groin. He let out a slight moan, as he gently let his tongue lightly caress my clitoris. A flinch of pleasure came out of me. I couldve come right there. My breath inhaled. Delicious. He lapped my wetness again, seemingly consuming the wetness that had escaped me, his mustache gently tickling me. Oh my god. I heard myself say. I felt my muscles tense, and wanted to release. But then…a knock at the door. I gasped. Professor Williams. She always barked at night, wanting to get inside the house where it was warm."Yes, I hear him," I said, thinking she was changing the subject and wanted me to let her in. I didn't know what she was getting at."Now, see your slave's cock?" Oh yes!" I answered with intense interest. I didn't know what Samantha's barking had to do with his cock, but happily looked anyway. It seemed to already start to grow, perhaps as a result of my bikini."I can see it all right," I stared. "It looks excellent!". She pleads with me daddy stop teasing me. I said OK. I told her to get on her hands and knees. I get behind her and rub my cock head against her hot wet pussy. She begs daddy, put it in my hole, I need it bad. I said only if I can put it in your ass first. She says, no daddy no. I said that's fine. I'm tired, get dressed a go back to your camp. I kept my dick against her pussy. She tries to push back on me, but I move away. She gives up and says OK daddy, I'll do it, but please be gentle. I.