Sunday was taken up with a trip to Alton Towers, which was only twenty minutes away. She loved all the different rides and we both had a great time, t...ough I admit the reason behind mine was seeing my daughter's joy. We talked a lot between rides especially given the long queues for the more spectacular ones, mainly about school and football, though she did quiz me on how much I missed her Mum and whether I would ever love another woman as much. I answered as honestly as I could, even when my. He wasangry as it was and I assumed I would find out soon enough. On the wayhome we pulled into a mall. Mother ordered me to get out and come withher."But I don't want to go outside like this." You didn't have a problem with it last night, did you?" my fatherreplied. "Go with your mother!"She took my hand and led me into a shoe store. She told me to sit andwent off looking at shoes. She showed a pair to the sales clerk andasked her to measure my feet.I couldn't understand why she was buying me. One was male and one was female. Both were in orange two-piece uniforms and barefoot.As I started to strip, both came to the bars to get closer, when I got down to my underwear, the guard told me to take them off. I slowly undressed until I stood there completely naked. I was a small guy, not even reaching 5 foot 7 inches but I kept myself in extremely good shape. I was extremely toned but I had a major drawback, I had a pretty small dick, even for my size. The girl laughed very hard. She was. He grunted and flexed, and then his hot cum boiled out, filling her with the nectar of his orgasm.This was the sole joy of her slavery. The sole pleasure she was allowed. Unlike those who would live under the repressive views of later times, she felt no shame for enjoying sex. To the contrary, she craved the raw pleasure of it. The pure release of orgasm, or the satisfaction of giving one to another, gave her the only real escape she had from her servitude. Even as often as she was shared by.