Nice little slut, huh? He purred, his fingers wrapping around her neck. Are you gonna be a good fuck for Daddy? The Playroom was filled with all sort... of toys, ranging from the intensely pleasurable to the horrendously painful. The blonde was pulled over to a set of wooden stocks, and her wrists and head were secured into place. Her smooth, unscarred back glowed, and her ass was arched invitingly in the air. She was crying now, tears dripping onto the floor, and Master D began stroking her. Liza smiled sheepishly at me before we started off towards our houses. We made small talk, really avoiding what had happened. But once we reached her house, she got somewhat serious, or serious for us.“Could I spend the night over at your place? My parents are going to dinner… or something like that… and well you know…?” Liza was nervous about asking, not surprising considering what had happened five minutes ago. I was enthusiastic at the idea, sex totally slipping my mind. “Yeah! My parents. Darlene's presence was tangible, and it drew him in, even if he didn't want to be drawn. All but three inches of her pale thighs stuck out of her denim, mini-skirt. Her knees were raised, swaying side-to-side, taunting him, but it was her profile that kept his attention. The redhead who had been called carrot top, and worse, had a pretty face.The rural two-lane road they were on didn't have any subdivisions, just plenty of large plots of land, farms, broken down shacks, rusty trailers, and an. As I enter the consulting room the doctor smiles. “By yourself today?” he enquires. “Yes, Dad’s working away today. He insisted I still come, instead of missing a week.” I reply. I look around, wondering where the nurse is. “I’ll be taking the clinic this week” the doctor replies. He takes my blood pressure first, and notes it’s a little high. “Have you been feeling ok this week, not been overdoing it? Your blood pressure is a little on the high side”. I reply I have been a little busier than.