The child turned to her parent. "Momma, they're playing that wedding song again."The mother beckoned to her daughter, "Come away from the doors, Dear....It isn't nice to do that." But Momma, they're playing that song again. Are they having another wedding?" No, Dear. Of course not..." I don't hear anything," the other woman said as she walked closer to the doors."She has exceptional hearing," the mother said. "Sometimes, embarrassingly so." Turning back to the child, "Come here Selina, before. "I'll miss you, Master." Every master or mistress has a different style. You will find she will be more lenient in some matters, and crueler in others. Then again, she might be crueler all around."She started to weep. "I'm scared, Master."Thomas did not show any empathy. "Imagine how it will be when you leave here for good."Heading for the exit, he said. "She'll be here in a few minutes."After he left, she tried to calm herself. Don't worry about things you can't control, she told herself. Just. I answered and low and behold... they chose me. It was a really terrible run down little hotel. It was the middle of the night. Deep after with witching hour. No, those witches ain't shit. He met me at the door, in boxers, a raging hard on in his hand and a beer in the other. He smelled like weed and cum. He said "the other guy just left. you are right on time." The room smelled like cum and sweat. My cock was so hard. When I stepped into the room I saw Nichole for the first time. she was. Erica stopped struggling and moaned loudly. Soon she was thrusting back at me as best she could, pinned below me. Her hands gripped the armrest with white knuckles and she was panting rapidly. When she came, it was explosive. Literally. Fluid gushed from her pussy and soaked my crotch. "You just came," I accused. "You came with your Daddy's cock inside you. You came because Daddy was fucking you." Erica moaned deeply. "Say it," I told her. "Say it or I'll stop."Erica sobbed and said,.