"You are mine! Don't you understand that yet? You are my property! If youdo not do as I say, I can throw you away!Master punctuated his word with blow... to my backside, and it was quicklyturned a bright red."You are nothing! You are my slave, my slut, my whore! I will do whateverI want to with you!"Master stopped hitting me and walked around to face me. I heard him unzipagain, and he pulled out his cock. Master then peed over me. I closed myeyes, but I could feel it, on my face, in my hair,. Her head was tilted backwards over the edge of her bed, and she was holding her phone upside down in front her face, in the middle of scrolling through some messages. Her top was pulled tight over her modest chest, and I could tell by the outlines of her nipples through the fabric that she wasn’t wearing a bra.I stood in this girls bedroom without her knowing; standing above her relaxed body - running my eyes covetously over her form. My dick was rock hard, the thrill of being where I shouldn’t. The Coach begins, “I'm sorry, but to acquire the court order I had to witness you two in the act. I would just so stunned I couldn't move.”Kathryn asks seeing her father's paleface, “Daddy, are you okay?"The Coach replies, “Yes, I'm fine. Are you?”Kathryn giggles as Helen laughs fully, Kathryn says, “Oh yes Dad I'm great.”Helen grabs Michael senior by the hand leading him from our room on the way out Helen wishes us good night. The Coach chuckles saying, “You to have a good night, and try to. He collected all sorts of weird stuff but wasn’t able to ever get his hands on one of these things. They’re pretty rare. It was a stupid design that didn’t work, but it’s a valuable collector’s item and there aren’t a lot of them out there. Not a whole lot of people have ever seen one. I haven’t, myself. The whole idea of making sure you brought a knife to a gunfight was insane, and these were super inaccurate and under-powered.”“Sounds like you know a thing or two about guns. Maybe you could.