My daughter opened her eyes, scanned my body and her eyes stuck over my bulge. I was tensed thinking about what was going to happen. I felt thirsty ou... of tension and excitement.My daughter looked into my eyes and asked with her eyes, “What happened?”. I signalled her that I was thirsty. She went to the kitchen to get the water bottle. I drank a couple of sips. She confirmed that mom was busy with cooking so she closed the bedroom door. She knelt down near the bed on the floor. I placed my left. “A slave girl may be called by whatever name the owner pleases!” I shouted out before he could strike the other girl.“Again.” The bitch in front of me stated.I repeated it. I repeated it twenty times for her.She stepped to the next girl in line. This girl had been on the boat with me, another girl from the River Lands and she stood their shaking in her fear. I thought for sure she would piss herself when the trainer lifted her head.“And your name little slave” the woman said.“A slave girl….”. And then POW! The wet towel popped her on the ass, leaving a big red welt. That was all it took Ash was cumming, grunting, Fuck Me Shaun, Fuck Me Shaun, Fuck Me Shaun, until the k** started bucking out his own orgasmic. And then they were still, Ash collapsed on the young man, her head lying on his chest. She raised just enough to kiss him, saying “Thank you Shaun, for making me feel special, you were a perfect gentlemen, but, now it’s time for me to be bad. She moved down to his cock an licked. She was young in the face, with a cute little body tiny tits and tight butt. I loved her tomboy figure to a point I thought I might be a little gay. I saw her often in her summer swimming suit. She did not look very old, mostly because she was a teen, she was tall, slim, and with just so little up top. No matter of her youthful stature, she was my little doll. My wife would notice my dirty horny looks at her. I was just her Uncle who she knew her whole life, and I was one that bathed her when.