She says as she pushes my hand away. I sit her up and grab a bottle of water and a Band-Aid I found in the glove box. Sit still baby. I say as I gentl... drip water into the wound, making her wince. I then rub the dirt out carefully, then seal it with a Band-Aid. There you go. All better now. I see her smile as I know shes thinking A Band-Aid wont help with everything. but she keeps quiet and just smiles. My heart sews itself back together as I see her smile. So, daddy got you something. I say. I pulled out a paper with the addresses of all of the express passport centers listed, the costs and how to get one done in person. Not believing me, he picked up the phone and asked for an extension. I didn’t hear what all he said, but I did make out C.S.I.V, kid, and rush.Of course, this man didn’t typically handle these types of passports.He left with the stacks of my papers. While I waited, I looked through the rest of my documents for this new name. I saw school papers that looked like. You're the first one I've ... sucked off?"He grinned. "Then ... was it okay, Mom?" Yeah..." I could not resist a giggle."Then it's okay if I cum in your mouth?" Any time you want honey ... any time."I climbed off his bed and stood by the side of his bed. I stared lovingly into his eyes. He licked his lips but said nothing. I knew what he wanted.I also wanted the same.I didn't wait and began to undress. In a swift move, I undone my gown and dropped it on the floor. I wasn't wearing my bra. My. Before us stood Arabella, smiling as her gimp waited patiently on all fours. A curtain divided the cellar and the women applauded as Arabella swished it open.There, in the light of two small frosted glass windows, hung a silky noose from a central beam. Below it a simple three-legged stool with legs no more than eight inches long. A small black enamel dish on the floor was the only other object in the cellar. Arabella walked her now quivering gimp close to the dish, and had him squat on his.