Putting thedildo to her mouth she cleaned the cream from it andlooking at me said, “Is that what you wanted?” I was stunned for words and ...elt guilt at my betrayalof her, holding her as the guy fucked her. She soondrifted into sleep.As soon as we arrived home Mary went to bed, in themorning we discussed the previous night, she appearednot to be angry but asked me to promise we would nottalk of it again and that I would stop asking her to gowith other men. I agreed and our life. Across the street was a Citgo and a run-down Travel Lodge motel.Mike checked in across the street at the motel and left us to work the truck stop with Master Jessie in charge. “This is the kind of training you will have as a Well-Behaved slut, Buttercup. I can’t wait until you are a piggy.”“I know, Sir!” my daughter didn’t say SHE couldn’t wait. She only acknowledged that she knew he couldn’t wait.He sent her with his mom out to knock on truck doors. The trick here is to do it early because. Grab me and quickly pin me to the floor of the tent. Before I could cry out, they had stuffed a shirt in my mouth. “Mmmph,” was all I could get out. I squirmed under their weight. My heart was starting to race. My mind was racing. I couldn’t figure out what was going one. Slowly I began to realize that all three of us were naked and they were both on top of me. Holy shit they are serious, I thought. No they can’t be serious, they’re not going to fuck me. The next thing I knew I felt a. So, I wasn’t far off in my early judgment. “Tell me something, Samuel … have you had experience with women?”He looks back from my body to my face with a tight smile. “Yes, Ma’am.”“A white woman by chance?”“No, Ma’am”, while shaking his head. “Not back then, Ma’am.”“Good, I can be your first, then.” He nods. It didn’t require a response but he gave one, anyway. I take one of his hands and put it on my bare hip. “Samuel, I am probably twice you age.” His eyes left the hand on my hip and focuses.