."CHRISTINA!" There stood my dad."Oh my God Daddy!" I said scrambling to get off of Chris' fat cock. "W-what are you doing home so early?" Chris quick...y tucked his cock in and did up his pants, scrambling to find his shoes and hoody."I don't think that matters," said Daddy angrily. "GET OUT!" he shouted at Chris.Chris ran down the stairs without a word, I forgot to mention my dad is quite intense looking, muscular and with a shaved head. Moments later I heard Chris quickly drive away."What the. People without much money in the bank or social power, are likely to indulge in imaginig situations in sex, which them in the dominant role ... best over beautiful high-class hotties.Example #1: Bernie Ecclestone, ex-owner of Formula-1 rights, caught with six sexy leather-clad young dommes.Example #2: Why not me? My fortune is my mental power, based on knowledge from long studies. Not. You got any chance at all, making it in this game, it would be as a pitcher." You think the Orioles would keep me on? As a pitcher? Maybe if I started over, down in Frederick -- or even in Aberdeen, with the rookie club?" There's not a chance in hell of that, Freddie. Nobody's even discussed the possibility. I'm the only one making the suggestion. The Orioles aren't about to put you on a roster -- anywhere -- as an untrained pitcher." So. What do I do, then? How do I do it?" I don't know, Kid.. That won't do slave!" Celene retorted as she yanked George's leashcausing him to lurch forward.Celene turned to Lisa and asked, "Has my pet ever done anything to you?" No, nothing," Lisa responded."Really. This slave never scolded you for anything." Well, I screwed up once and..." Slave did you berate this Mistress."George nodded and put his head down."How dare you!" Celene shouted.George squirmed again before Celene pulled on George's leash and said, "Idemand that you apologize this instant.".