I have read about the Master slave relationship and that is what I desire to be, I desire to be used by you and owned by you. So please use me daddy ...nd let me be your slave.”It was like I was outside of myself and I was with Sara, I looked up at her “yes slut you can be and are my slut slave you will be at my beckon call you will be my slut and you will obey me or be punished. I am Master Daddy to you and I will be calling you as bitch, cocksucker, cunt, whore, slut or slave. And the. "Go clean yourself. I don't want a dirty slave." He motioned to the showerin the adjacent room. I rose obediently from the floor to cross to the room.He let me stand and make my way, watching my progress. Ever aware of his eyesfollowing my exposed body, I carefully tread each step when a sudden fear overtookme. My heart pounding, I realized that he would not allow me to escape severepunishment if any of my filth was to drip on the clean floor. Now acutely awareof his wetness all over my skin, I. .. " Amanda started."Well, you probably would not be punished for me leaving our siblings here, but I can see you getting into some trouble for not trying to talk me out of that idea," Jason finished. Noticing that we looked a little confused, Jason added with a big grin appearing on his face, "just kidding. You should know by now that I would never leave you when I am supposed to take you somewhere."After we had all gotten inside the van I commented to Jason, with a smile on my face to let him. It was a boiling hot scene! Then she got up off of Jack helped him to his feet and patted the seat of the couch indicating where I was to sit and she then sat in the middle of the couch. “Come here and let me lick my Jack’s hard cock,” she crooned as she rolled over on her side and pulling me by the cock. She showed me that she wanted to be fucked by me from behind as she aimed my cock at her lower lips and Jack’s rod was in her upper set. It took a few tries, but finally I got wedged in.