A step on his path to shame me and ultimately destroy any self-respect or idea I may have of remaining a man. “So tonight’s the night har har ... ...’know, I never realised how aptly named you are, not only Cook, har har but Isaiah, or should that be Isa Cuck har har har?” With that last har har har, he turns and walks away.His taunting words fail to shake my smile and I nonchalantly shrug my shoulders and carry on with what I was doing. Obviously confused by my lack of response he leaves my. There was quickly a second on the other thigh, causing her to cry out again.While standing behind her admiring his initial impacts, Dalton said, “You will count them from now on.”She muttered, “Yes, master,” between sobs.He smacked her ass with his bare hand and said, “It’s yes, sir, I’m not your master,” pausing before saying, “yet.”He quickly administered eighteen more strikes before stopping. Lilly was sobbing loudly, but he enjoyed the view of her juices coating her thighs, and the puddle. She instructed me to make sure I caught it all and then to add what I collected to the other container in the freezer. This was more humiliating than I had imagined it would be, but I complied with the command. Tuesday I was treated to another quick handjob while listening to Nicole tell me how much she was looking forward to feeding me all of this frozen cum we were collecting. Again I was told to add the collection to the container in the freezer. Wednesday I was again left to take care of. I was really mad that she was having sex with my stepfather. I had a dumbfounded look on my face. I could not believe my stepfather would do this to me. I just had sex with my best friend. “Heather, how long have you been sleeping with my stepfather?” “We’ve been having sex for a few months. He’s so sexy and you know how I love older men.” “Couldn’t you find some other older guy? I’m really quite pissed off at you.” “Oh Lucy, don’t give Heather a hard time. There’s plenty of my dick to go.