Then she slipped me out until her lips caressed the ridges of my glans, allowing her to taste that sticky goo before swallowing it down into her tight...little belly, all while her hand wrapped around my shaft and stroked up and down as she milked the last of my cum out of me. I was both exhausted and drained."Keep sucking, Baby," my daughter demanded Fancy. "I want him hard again. I've got to ride that magnificent cock of his! I'm so horny right now that I need his cock buried deep inside me!. “Go meet your Mistress in the dungeon.”With that he leaves and has me crawl on my hands and knees to the dungeon. Chapter TwoWhen I arrive there, Mistress Chloe is waiting for me. She is dressed in a black Corselette, with matching thong panties, thigh high stocking and stiletto heels. Her cleavage from her breasts was pushed up and spilling out. Her waist was cinched tight, accentuating the flare of her hips. She was wearing a harness that had a rather large black cock. My mouth watered, while. They only present the facts they like, report their own wild speculations as truth and try to spin rumor into something the public will accept as reality. They're part of the reason journalism is considered to be dead. But just because journalism is dead doesn't mean there are no true journalists left.5:00 am; Friday.A blaring alarm woke Hannah Hancock from her slumber. With a slap and a grunt she had silenced the clock and risen from her bed. The young woman shuffled to her bathroom bleary. Sarah had pinched me with my own hand! That bitch!“Wow, I can’t feel that at all!” She pinched me again, harder. I could feel the muscles in my hand straining under her command to squeeze.HEY!“I mean, I can still feel the touch, but no pain at all. This is great!”Yeah, great…She chuckled. “Sorry about that Elle, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” She pinched me again as she spoke, clearly not putting that much thought into her apology. At least this one wasn’t as hard.“It’s just so weird not to feel.