“If you can talk, keep running instead!”---------------Spring was planting season, so the farms on the Fault estate were in a frenzy. Oath, the ba...on’s third son, was the “lord” of this task. He and the slaves spent their days working the fields, though there was little distinction between them. He lived and ate his meals with his father and brothers, at least, when they were at home, but his ranking in the family was just a step above “bastard”. His father lauded all of his praise on his. His hand was gone before the sound died, leaving her stiff upon the table, fearful yet longing for his next touch. How had she gotten into the situation, why was she letting this man do this to her?She'd never seen his face, never heard his voice. He was just letters on a screen, words that had dampened her panties countless times, an enigma, and a total stranger. Yet she had come here tonight, to an address he had provided, to discover if what she read on the screen excited her as much in real. She asked me to bring her some more wine on my way. When I got to our door I told her to put the blindfold back over her eyes which she wasted no time doing. She felt my weight sit on the bed next to her and she felt the glass press to her lips offering her a drink. I then kiss her lips and asks her if this has been a "special Valentines day so far?" ohhhh yes...YES it has been!! I then ask her ..." Mina, do you want to play Daddys Slut, or Daddys good girl?...After a second, she told me she. So have you been perving out on me before this?" Of course not!" said Craig. "I mean sure, I've wished I could get a peek at you in the shower or whatever, but that's just because I've never gotten to see a naked girl. I'd like to see any girl naked. It's not like I lust after you or anything. Jeez, Carly, give me a break, here." I'd be happy to give you a break, but my body seems to want to give you a boner instead!"Craig sat down on the edge of what was now his bed. It had a pink comforter on.