This has long driven me crazy, as I crave more. As it happened, my wife and I got into a massive fight (nothing to do with my fantasies) and we separa...ed briefly. When we were talking about what we needed to get back together, my main complaint was that she needed to open up more sexually. No specifics. She still had never even been told about my fantasies and desires. She agreed. I didn't know how far at the time, though. Not long after we patched everything up, my best friend and I got. That would solve the problem of secrecy. Amy had yet to tell us what she thought of that idea; she was still thinking about it. I certainly didn't want her to feel like she was a second class citizen or an inferior wife. We had waited a long time for this and so I wanted the occasion to be special for her.One of the most important jobs fell to me - deciding who would marry us. It had to be someone that knew of my relationship with Amy, both as my daughter and as my future wife. That would imply. Pedro looked at them pointedly and then spoke again."Perhaps I should ask the question of these women instead?" Pedro inquired loudly, still speaking in Arabic. "Perhaps one of them can give me a better answer?"Zama said nothing in response to Pedro's words nor did the women he was looking at. Frustrated Pedro decided to take another tack."So be it," Pedro said not addressing anyone in particular. "Zama has declared that you are all whores and as such I may do with you as I please. I will be. Orgasm denial. Bondage. Nipple clamps. Spankings. Rough anal sex! All of it! You have to consider all of it. You have to take her by the scruff of the neck and discipline her.“Because it makes you hard! It excites you to discipline your naughty, slutty daughter!”I gasped as more needles jabbed into my mind. Daddy groaned and then... then he transformed.Lust burned in his eyes. He suddenly loomed so tall over me, his back straightening. For the first time in my life, he felt like a man, like a.