That evening, Kathleen opened the front door with trepidation, not knowing if she was going to be treated as a daughter or a slave. She took a deep br...ath and then pushed it open.“Hi, sweetheart,” said her mother as she met Kathleen in the front hallway. Hugs and kisses were exchanged and then they went into the family room. Her brother, Brett, was already there and was watching some sporting event on the television.“Hi, sis,” said Brett without moving his eyes from the game.“Hi, sweetie,” said. “I’ll bring watered wine while we wait for the water to heat, and I’ll ask my uncle to help me bring the tub to your room. I could ask our laundress to see to your clothes while you bathe, and I could loan you something until they are dry.”Almost overwhelmed by the kindness, Monica, slipped from her male persona and gratefully accepted the offer.Half an hour later, Beatrice led Monica to her room and helped her undress. It had been many days since the bindings on her breasts were removed, and. The Heraklan left with a nod and a smile, and Danica turned back to Nicholas. He sniffed the air and crinkled his nose. "Is that me?" He asked with disgust."You were sweating out a fever. If you'd like to bathe, feel free," Danica suggested.Nicholas blushed. Danica laughed, gestured toward the tub, and then opened the door of the tent and walked outside.A few moments later, Nicholas' head poked out of the tent door. "How does it work?" Nicholas asked — somewhat sheepishly."The red symbol will. “Damn,” I panted, spurting the last of the cum onto my daughter.“That's it, honey,” Dr. Sharma said. “Help out my patient. Janelle needs that cum rubbed into her belly. That's her daddy's seed.”“Mmm, it is,” Janelle purred, closing her blue eyes and looking so flushed and happy.I smiled at my daughter, loving how at peace she looked. She had a bright smile on her lips as she lay there while Chani rubbed my cum into my daughter's belly. Chani worked my jizz into my daughter's skin while Janelle.