I turn and head up stairs and into my room where I see the dresses laid out on the bed with a note. Eric follows behind me and sits beside me as I sit...by the dresses. I pick up the note and read it. Hey there beautiful! I need you in these dresses by 12:50 tomorrow night for your first show! I sigh and look at Eric who reads the note over my shoulder. “Will you be there to watch?” Eric smiles a broad now regularly seen smile and says, “Of course! Er… I mean why?” “I think knowing that you’ll. The first thing he noticed was his naked daughter, covered in sweat with two types of cum dripping from between her legs. She wore a look of embarrassment and shame that shown more clearly than any expression Randal had seen her make before. He was, after all, not at home all that often. "Um, what's going on?" he repeated his question."What does it look like?" Lauren screeched at him. "Your kids have been fucking behind our backs. How could you let this happen?" You're the one who's with them. “Don’t you dare let that drop, slave,” he had commanded. I shivered and flushed at the memory of his voice. Master had the ability to make me instantly wet at the first syllable. I sat down gingerly and spread my skirt. I reset my alarm and rubbed my hands together. I set myself to writing for the next hour. The sooner I got the work done, the sooner I could go back home. I imagined Master’s face and remembered his voice. “If you don’t want to sleep in the closet tonight, I expect you to finish. She was nicely waxed too. Off came the bra. What I saw next made my eyes pop out of their sockets. She had the most gorgeous nipples, well over half an inch long. They both noticed that I was moved. She then noticed my nipple rings. “Wow, I love those rings. You should get some, Marc, they’re really sexy.”“I couldn’t face the pain.”“Oh, it’s OK. They deaden the area, so you don’t feel a thing,” I said with great bravado.“Can I touch them?” she asked, raising one of the rings with her.