Had I invited it somehow? Was it my fault? Had I seduced him in some way? Could I have fought harder? Had I really found part of it pleasurable?I felt...a small amount of blood flowing and went to the bathroom and washed myself. A few whitish drops of something were still wet and clinging to my thighs. I felt dirty and bloodied, so I washed myself with warm water. No matter how much I washed, I still felt dirty, so I kept washing. Oddly, I knew enough from my social work training to counsel ****. Daddy then slaps her clit and she jumps. “I didn’t tell you, you could move” he says, as he pulls her back to the edge of the bed. “Be a good girl” Daddy warns her. He slaps her again. And again. And again. Kitten is good and doesn’t move. “That’s my good slut” Daddy tells her. Kitten can feel Daddy reaching for one of the toys he laid out. He spits on her ass and starts rubbing. He then slowly pushes a plug in her ass as Kitten gasp; and then moans. “You like that?” Daddy asks. Kitten shakes. To accept what she's giving you ... in love, from love. Out of that, I will not judge you ... either way."I nodded, in acceptance of his point, rather than in agreement."Very well..." he went on again. "Bill ... we need you back in the pulpit." But..." Bill, there's a lot of sickness among the ministers of this circuit. We lost one in July when Simon left to take up his appointment in Durham, so we're a Presbyter down, Nicole has asked to be relieved of preaching to care for her mother. You may. Which makes me an almost unique female. That bringsus up to 70%."I had to ask. "What about the other 30%, Mom?"Mom smiled. "Fifteen percent comes from my making a total effort tosatisfy my men's needs. Even their filthiest urges. And the other 15%comes from being as feminine around them as I can be. Men need theirwomen to be feminine. I wear stockings, heels, skirts and lingerie allthe time. I let men hold doors for me and thank them for beinggentlemanly. They love it."Mom let that sink.