I had no complaints as to the quality of the food and as to the company, how could it be better?Emily and Hazel left after we'd had dessert, but Frank...insisted I stay and have a drink or two with him.As soon as we were alone, "Dad, what are you going to do about Hazel?" I was wondering that, myself. Don't you think I'm too old for her?" I think that ought to be her decision rather than yours, don't you? Dad, you obviously adore one another. She's a stunner, a keeper, and you'd be a fool to. We made a toast and the girls first looked at each other and then me. This was a perfect beginning of a great night. That much I knew. We sat down outside the small house, drank and enjoyed the warm summer evening. I loved the feeling of the alcohol that slowly made me slightly intoxicated, how it started to tickle my skin and in my stiffening cock. To be near these girls was in itself an intoxicating experience. Our eyes met for long moments without turn aside. Both of them looked at me with. Natalie had worked me all morning, she had me all around the house cleaning and polishing, and she'd been keeping her eye on me too, no slipping up allowed here. I did the work alright, or I'd be made to do it again. It was easier to obey. Around lunchtime she had me stop to prepare her a sandwich and coffee and stood me in front of her as she enjoyed her lunch."You'll do my washing and ironing thisafternoon, I can't have you idle. Josie is coming to collect you at four o'clock." she told. .."NUUUUAAARRRGH! AAAAAHHHH! OOOORRGH, HHHOOOOOOO!"She was yelling out loud in pain and indignation. I saw her nude, cuffed and hung by her wrists from the ceiling of a bare unfriendly room, one light bulb starkly showing the scene. She was balancing on tiptoes and screaming, as the harsh sound of a whipcrack, and another, split the air. That greasy young guy from the market stalls was peeking in from outside the barred windows, his face grinning. The bastard was wanking himself in glee in the.