. Hey! Who's playing?" Just Derek, Ray, and Steve... and me of course."Chad did some quick thinking. Maybe he could appeal directly to theother guy.... "Why don't I ask them about it for you, personally?" No way!" But, I mean, it is my problem. I could handle asking them so youwouldn't have to bother. I'd be glad to do it." Not just no... but hell no! I'll ask them myself! I don't want to hearabout you whining about your little problem from them... whatever yourlittle problem really is.". “You are nothing but a filthy slut. Just three fuck holes for Daddy to use,” he exclaimed. He was thoroughly using and fucking me for his pleasure at this point. I realized that I was nothing but a toy for him to masturbate with. The culmination of that realization and his forceful thrusting into my tiny body, brought me close to the edge of orgasm. I loved being Daddy’s fuck toy. I loved to have my holes filled with his cock and his cum. I frantically rubbed my clit and slid two fingers into. “Arthur,” he bellowed, “Get out of this house! You fucking faggot, you are no longer my son. Get out now!” I pulled on a tee shirt and jeans and somehow I ended up here on the banks of the Mississippi. Sitting there I was contemplating ending my miserable life, as I had nothing to live for. I was disowned by my family and had lost my true love. A passerby spied me sitting there and must have took pity on me. He approached and asked if I was okay. I replied, “No I’m not, I have nothing to live. Sleepy eyes looked up to her happy face watching his every move. Smiling around his gag and under his muzzle she could see it in his awakening eyes.?Time to work, come on, up.? She motioned him out from the table, handing his leash and remote back to the Handler. As he was lead away from his Mistress, she playfully spanked his arse sending his rubber tail into a frenzy as he crawled away. Taken back to the library, they returned the handle to his harness and reattached the blind female.