Feeling both cheeks on either side of my cock. My little girl’s ass was fucking perfect. I imagined sliding her panties down and rubbing my cock aga...nst her bare bottom. That was it. I exploded on my belly and in my hand and groaned a lot louder than I intended. Ok, so I just jacked off to my daughter’s ass. Clearly I can never do that again. Fortunately, alcohol makes ignoring things easier. The next three days I made it point to go to bed before Lucille and I also made it a point to get blind. I strained to make out what was being discussed, but I could only catch a word here and there. I laid my head back down and stared up at the ceiling. Now my mind was in turmoil. Which was worse, being a tied-up helpless slave girl being tortured and abused, or a tied-up helpless slave girl being totally ignored? I focused instead on the moisture that was dripping down my butt crack. Was it my own juices, the second man's cum seeping out of my ass, or a combination of both? The thoughts. Slut." You mean..." He paused before bursting into laughter."It's not funny," I said as I felt myself getting wetter."So, you really want this?" He said as he pulled his pants down onceagain, laughing.I'm not proud of what I did next, but I couldn't control myself. I lungedat his cock and immediately started sucking. My body really wanted it.Before I knew it, he was deep in my throat, cumming a huge load."Quick shooter, huh?"Why was I saying something like that? Why did I care that he had. I made an effort - and passed.My mother came for the completion and talked to Miss Claire in a meetingroom. I was called shortly afterwards. Good! Now was the time to leave.I entered the room. I curtsied. "Good morning, Miss Claire, MrsDonovan."Miss Claire said gently: "Sit down, Maria. You have just passed the examfor the first grade. We'll just talk for ten minutes or so. Then I leaveyou two to discuss your future. Have you had a good time here, Maria?"I played it safe. I wanted out and I did.