“I really want you to do it daddy, I really do. At first I was scared, but when I think about you doing it to me because you love me, I get really ...eally happy and I love you even more. I’ll do everything you want me to and become the greatest daughter ever if you stay to teach me.”Trying to push her words from my mind, I struggled to lift her off of me. She squinted her eyes in pain but did the best she could to mask it. The tip of my head broke out of her.“I’m sorry sweetie.” I gripped. " That's all you need us to do?" Joan asked."That's all you are going to do," I told her, "but Rachel has a little bit more to do. I want to make sure that your husband is happy, and I want proof of it. Therefore, tomorrow morning before you go to work, you are to have him fuck you. But before he cums, I want you to make sure he pulls out, and I want him to cum on your bald pussy. You have to leave it there and go to work, and I want you to get up on Becky's desk and show her your cum covered. What he was becomingincreasingly irritated by though was having to talk like Burt all thetime and being stuck with his lack of education and intelligence! He had always been a quick-witted woman; highly intelligent and well-educated. It was a fundamental part of who she was. Now he had realisedthat he didn't have any of that anymore, he wasn't sure who he was! Washe still Lady Ann at all anymore or had he really become Burt? Talking like an ignorant clodhopper had been hilarious when it was. There were no more words between us as I stepped back from her doorstep and slowly turned to walk away. The next day, Linda wasn’t at the bus station when my family dropped me off. Part of me had hoped she would show up, to tell me that she loved me the same way. That would have been enough for me to turn back. But I knew that wasn’t the way it was to be – it wasn’t what God had planned for me or for her. The next few years were, to put it simply, hell. But war always is. I took Mike’s advice,.