It is just that this car smells so good, sir," I said. Plain lie. He said to me with a soft expression, "You can call me Julian, or even Dad, if we ge... to that stage." We may never get to that stage, I thought to myself. Not because I didn't think of him as a father, but because I could barely believe that such a man could have created me. He looked like something from the gods, while I just look like a regular boring human. "Okay, Julian,"I said softly as he started the car. The engine came to. I have invited your son’s four college friends and Harry over for the weekend and I am going to be your mistress who will have my way with all of you at once, how about that?” Dad looked at me we both smiled like we feel into the candy shop and wondered what events we were about to jump into. Auntie told my dad to go shower and shave everything neck to toe. He wandered off to carry out his tasks.• Auntie told me to call my friends over and go over and get Harry directly. Well this was easy to. Sanne is hand-cuffed and on a leash to the dog-collar she shall wear for our abuse.Sanne is suffering first pain from tingling nipple-clips: bells for sound sound-effect.Flora finds the tasty tool to whip them off, which will doubly hurt or in triple, as I know.Firstly: release of a nipple-clip increases any pain felt from the pinch. Simple physics. Further: more if it happens by painful strikes of a dressage-whip. Thirdly: humiliation.First session of five to happen a success, Flora is in a. Gently, Chris tip-toed into her room and saw that she'd lost her dummy. He stuck it back in her mouth and stroked her back for a while, like he'd seen Alyssa doing.While he was doing that, he looked around the dimly lit room. This was Shahia's bedroom. There was a pile of clothes — looked like school uniform ‑ on the floor at the end of her bed, but other than that, it was very tidy.His eye was drawn to her chest of drawers. There was a photo of her parents on the top. He looked at them for a.