Don't get me wrong, Dad! It's worse than awful to be in this little cell and I wouldn't put my worst enemy in here even for a day! I solemnly affirm t...at I am not mad and no sane person would like being here! I don't want to spend an instant longer in this incessant horror than I have to, but I won't accept a second less than my due punishment either!You have always spoiled me, darling old Daddy, and you shouldn't have! You really shouldn't! If you had been as free with your belt on my. I try to believe I’m not a bigot, but large black men are intimidating to me and with their reputation for having big cocks, I felt immediately inferior.‘I am pathetic.’Mistress followed with the second question, ‘What aren’t you?’‘I am not useless.’‘I want you to show Thomas why you are a slave. Remove your dress.I was wearing my pink serving maid’s outfit. My white thigh-high stockings didn’t go quite as high as my short skirt and the straps from the red garter belt were plainly visible. I. Maybe it’s the high school senior who always gets picked on because she has twice as many pimples as the rest of the student body combined. Maybe it’s a middle-aged man who works down in the sewers fixing pipes and wading through… well… you know. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day. I inhaled sharply as his cock ravaged my pussy, the air cold against my teeth. I wrapped my legs around him, drawing him deeper inside me, his thick cock filling me as we fucked. Asher lay his forehead on the bed by my shoulder, and I felt something sharp teasing the skin. Several times as he fucked me hard I felt his sharp teeth on my neck, but he never bit down, he only ever teased. I was fearful, yes, but it somehow added to the horniness of our rough coupling. The thrill of it all was.