"I'll get some on the slate," she said and went to put her coat on, but I stopped her with my hand on her wrist."Let the idle bastard fetch his own ci...arettes mum."He let out a roar and shot up from the table scattering plates and cutlery all over the floor."You cheeky little bastard," he roared, "I'm your father, and I'll teach you some fucking respect."I'd had enough, more than enough, I'd lain in bed many a night listening to him rutting; he'd never made love to my mum, it had been more like. Ive already had three and I dont drink that much usually. John handed one to her, One more wont hurt. Youre not driving. She took it. John sat next to her on the couch. Lets watch a movie. What kind of movies do you like, Joyce? She looked at us, Whatever you guys like, I like all kinds of movies. John put in a movie that we often used. It started out as a pretty normal romantic comedy but after about ten minutes it worked its way into being hard core porn. He sat back down next to Joyce and. "Taking that all in, the full implications of her actions came clear andthe immense injustice committed on Stacy. She had done it. a feeling ofsadness came over her and as she could say was, "I'm so sorry Stacy. I'mreally sorry." Not totally unexpected, she replied, "Doesn't matter Harding. That meansnothing after what I suffered. You're not going to survive this night.Your evil must end. I know why you gave me away. You like them young andinnocent, you are a fucking pedophile. I was very. With a slight regret, she felt a jerk on her lead. She crawled away from the guest with the beautiful balls and tidied up the table. The final course of cheese and biscuits was quickly served. She was soon back under the table facing the final guest. The cum from the previous guest lay sticky in her hair and she could feel it drying on her face. Again on her Masters’ command she moved towards the final guest.He had not undone himself and she struggled with the unfamiliar belt and trousers to.