Em chatted with Pierre. He had suddenly found some English, she noted with an inward smile. The lights in the private room were dimming in preparation...for the floor show. She felt Pierre’s hand on her knee. She looked at him and was about to say “No” when he slid it up her thigh under her skirt and into her little lacy panties. But she didn’t say “No.” Instead she felt instantly hot and told him, “You shouldn’t be doing that.” And he had said with a smile, “I know I shouldn’t be doing it. But. She mouthed the words, “Squat on her face,” to me. I was stunned. I could not do that!!! It was my daughter. Yet I found myself standing over head watching as Alex grabbed Heather’s hand and stopped it and then said, “Thrust in me like a man would, please? Fuck me like Daddy does you when I hear the two of you fucking!” She released Heather’s hand and Heather began pulled back and then slammed three fingers in deep and hard. “Your Daddy fucks like a stallion! He takes long slow stroke. They were his mere playthings from whom he demanded sexual favours whenever he wished and paid no regard at all to their own desires. Only the barest rags were ever allowed to cover the wenches in his service and he took pleasure in their humiliation.The Baron was one who believed that just as he owned every ox, sheep or swine in his estates, so too did he own the villeins and serfs who tended them. Not for him was there any intention to reciprocate the fealty extended to him. He never promised. It turns out that she could read German. Sarah was all excited, she was holding some of the papers under my nose and saying that she had found something important. All I knew was that we had to scram. I braced Sarah, tossed some cabbage on the table and we breezed out of there.I took off out of the parking lot leaving tire marks to show where I had dangled from. Sarah was trying to give me the low down on what she had found, but right now the important lay was to get out of sight and lie low. I.