My mouth fills with saliva as I smell my daughters cooked flesh, but I dont open my mouth. My Master squeezes my cheeks with his other hand to force m... mouth open and he shoves the bite in. He closes my mouth and shouts Chew! Slowly, I begin to chew. Its horrible, but delicious. Very sweet. See how good she tastes? I see other people ordering cuts of meat and the bartender slicing them off my daughter like shes some kind of animal. I slowly continue eating my slice of Abbys tasty meat as my. Seeing her face superimposed on the giant furry body beneath her chinmade me want to scream again, but the hard slap had tutored me veryeffectively, and I kept my silence. Well, not total silence.After regaining my feet, I spoke, actually, but in a very calm andcontrolled voice. "What is going on, please?" I asked."What you see is not all there is to see," she replied with theambiguity of a sphinx. Then she removed the rest of what I now realizedwas nothing more than a costume."Fooled ya'. I take off your heels and massage your feet playing with each sexy toe, bringing them close to my nose and breathing in deep, pressing my lips against your warm little toes. I rub your hot feet against my neck down to my chest, feeling the smooth pantyhose against my nipples, stomach, aching crotch, dripping cock and tight balls. I slowly rub my face against your legs, kissing my way up. Your crotch is steaming hot, wet, staining your pantyhose. I stuff my face between your legs and lick hard,. Suddenly, I found myself reaching for my pocket knife. It wasn’t in my pocket and I felt myself panic. I’m sure I looked like a madman, running around my bedroom searching for that damn knife. But it was nowhere that I looked. I was panting, my breath coming in small, short gasps. Leaning against my closet door, I slid down to the floor and sat there, hugging my knees. I felt like I was slipping into a black hole that I couldn’t get out of. I felt lost, hopeless, like there was no way out. I.