"Frank chose to ignore her words about Parker and stared down at the table, "I've been thinking Angel, and I understand why you did it. I know why you...became a..." he still couldn't bring himself to say it.Angel looked down, "I don't know if you could possibly understand Frank," and she reached out and put her hand on his, "But thank you for trying. I never meant for it to happen."Frank nodded, "I know."Angel knew there were a great many things about her life that Frank could never understand.. She was far too excited to even think that perhaps she should have been part of the decision on what was proposed. She was too grateful and fulfilled to want to even think of questioning the choices being made as she tried on one piece after another. She twirled and smiled when asked to turn. Shoes were also proposed, and she quite lost count of what her Aunt had ordered.She had already renounced ‘choice’. Maybe immediately at the Train Station yesterday, maybe later, but now her attitude was. Forcing me to suck her tongue like a cock she had me sedated sucking up and down on her tongue like I was trying to make it come. She broke the kiss pushed me far enough away to slap my face telling me we’re not done yet.Ordering me to get behind the log and bend over it, she said she had a surprise for me. Not wanting to get slapped again I quickly obeyed bending over the log presenting my ass thinking I was going to get another spanking. To my surprise mistress pulled her harness and dildo. What do I do. THENI notice she is giggling as she's texting. Remember when I said her back was to me... therefore I can kinda see her phone. Well I notice her looking at pics which seemed to be nudes of herself. No I wasn't sure because obviously she's not beside me and I can barely see her phone. My mind starts to race. What if she's I did see what I thought I saw? This is too good to be true. My cock starts to rise and become noticeable under the table. I'm sweating with anticipation. I need.