However, even back then, I was sure that there was more to it.”I was not sure which affected her more. The fact that I had noticed something - or th...t I called her Cajsa when until this moment she had been either ‘Ma’am’, ‘Lady’ or ‘Lady Guardian’ to me while we had been on this mission.“You are right, there is. We are volunteers, but our choices were a bit limited. Either we took this mission or spent a long, long time locked in prison - or even worse.”I flinched slightly, I just couldn’t help. They both were hispanic men in thier late 30’s or early 40’s and fairly well built. Ofcoarse i was just a 15 year old skinny white kid, every adult looked well built compared to me.They continued to drink thier beer and i kept seeing them looking at me and whispering to eachother. It was making me uneasy to say the least. So i gotup and left and went back to my seat. about a half hour later, they walked past my seat and headed into the next car, so i went back to the lounge car. I didn’t want her to move her foot. It felt soft and warm. She left it there for more than a moment and then said, ‘Oh Tommy, I’m sorry. I hope my feet aren’t blocking your view.’ I assured her that I could see everything just fine. Then she smiled and said, ‘But dear, my feet sweat a lot, they always have. It must be terrible having to lay there and smell them so close to your face like that, isn’t it?’ I was busted now. Even at my young age I knew she was no dummy, so I decided to go for. . The scent of wet pussy is strong in the air. Daddy then looks down at his sweet, slutty pet slave, and says: "Does Daddy's little pet need Daddy to make her feel good, hmm?" You eagerly bark again, showing your impatiens. "Very well then, you've been a good little pet slut today after all..." Daddy rise from his chair, then walk into the living room, and slaps his thigh, as a sign for you to follow. Your cheek flush up again at being threated in such a way, but you can't stop yourself. You.