"Kneel, slut." Master commanded.It was hard for Jeannie to get up, with her hands restrained, but she rolled awkwardly onto her stomach and then force... herself to her knees. Her thighs and groin tortured her with the effort. She looked up at him with adoring eyes, desperate with her need, although the tears streaked her mascara down her cheeks. Master slapped her hard across the face, knocking her onto the floor on her side."You dare look at me?" Master raged at her. "A slave's eyes should be. Ab mai dar gya tha ki kon hoga to maine bua ko kaha aab yahi ruko blanket me nai dekh ke aata hu ki kon hai.. Yo mai bahar gya to paros ke ek uncle the vo aapni beti ki shadi ka card dene aaye thee to onhone kaha beta ghar pe koi nahi hai kya mai data hua tha maine mana kr diya..Mai uncle ke liye pepsi lene gya tha kitchen me to onhone pucha ki mai aapka toilet use kr sakta hu plus to maine kaha haan zrur vo toilet ki taraf ja raha tha vo palahe bhi bohot aate jate rahate the to onhe mere ghar. Yes... oh so good Daddy... always yours. I will always be your pussy... your fucktoy... do anything you want Daddy. I am yours for the taking and the giving."He smiled, saying softly into her ear, "Nothing held back?" Not ever. Not from you Daddy Julian." Good girl", he whispered softly, pressing his weight down and slowly shifting deeper inside the smooth buttery lips, fucking his way deeper inside his faux daughter, pumping his hips, pistoning and driving his shaft deeper inside as her heels. The former stud ripped his eyes away only to have them find the golden California cocks of the Duncan brothers. They were fisting each other's thick, meaty cocks as they watched the two women they had both fucked earlier pleasure themselves. Juwan gasped again from the pain of the chastity device on his constricted cock. He wondered briefly why that would excite him -- until he remembered the last thing he saw before he'd left the room before were those same hard cocks fucking his fiancée's.