Her body was a mess. Covered in bruises, dried spunk stains and sweat. I tried to rouse her to get her to release me but she was too far-gone to notic... and soon I could see by the rhythm of her body that she had fallen into a deep sleep.Chapter 2I don't know how it happened, maybe the blow on the head was still affecting me, but I drifted off myself. I've no idea how long I was out but the door opening, and the loud drunken shouts of the gang returning, woke me up. They'd come back for some. She rested her damp cheek against his chest, feeling his heart beat heavily. He smelt like hay and wood smoke, of cinnamon and sweat, of warmth and leather, he smelt like Kit and it reassured her. He rested a hand against the small of her back, holding her body to his, her slenderness dominated by his tall, strong frame, his other hand was at her neck, gently caressing her with long, thin fingers. Lena sniffed and brushed away her tears, willing herself to stop crying. ‘I’m sorry…I don’t know. Megan’s stomach goes cold thinking about the punishments that she has seen – the girl being punished was placed into old-fashioned restraints, her head and arms locked together as she is bent over, with an incredible vibrator teasing them, forcing them to cum without permission – making their sexy little pussies quiver and swell up, refusing permission to cum each time. Megan shivers remembering the begging and pleading from the girl being punished – to further discourage bad behaviour, Miss. “i know daddyy…But it is up to you.. If you want to do, i will be grateful and accept it as you are my father and its daughter’s duty to make sure father is happy. How about we don’t say this to anyone, so no one would know and it will be our little secret and it won’t be wrong too..” she suggested rubbing his cock along the slit of her pussy knowing her dad was pushing it more to enter her. She releases it to find its own will.“That’s a good idea dear.. Or how about we let our bodies decide.