I press my lips to his as my body starts to grind against his body and I can feel his penis get hard. I rub my pussy against his erection and I hear h...m moan into my lips. I grind harder rubbing his erection with my pussy through my shorts over and over till he grabs my hips and pulls away to look at me. His breath is ragged and he shoots me a wicked grin. Before I realize what’s happening my daddy is pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it on the ground. In two seconds he has my bra. He then placed her on a rack and shackled her legs to the bottom bindings. After that he bent her over the semi-circular slatted area of the rack and stretched her arms out until they nearly touched the floor. Strong leather shackles were wrapped around her wrists and securely fastened to the rings at the base of the legs of the rack. Jennifer sobbed softly at what she knew was coming.Since her mother had removed her clothes nearly a week ago on Alaytia before bringing Jennifer to the slave. So was Tuesday. If she agreed, she'd be doing dishes for four days in a row."Okay. I'll do them Saturday and Monday. But just wait until you want something from me." Even as she said it, Ashley knew she was dreaming. When Tommy wanted something from her, he'd talk her out of it.But, even though she'd have to be Cinderella for the rest of the week, she was a princess that night. She was waiting at the door and went out immediately when Ryan honked."What's with the prim-and-proper look?" he asked. So I was complaining about it to Jason. Complaining turned to our usual joking and soon, I felt it evolving in me, turning into the dangerous animal known as lust.I was already dripping wet when he decided to call. My breathing was a slightly heavier than usual because I'd been rubbing myself through my jean shorts, my black thong already soaked.His voice was smooth and calm as he asked if I'd been playing with myself.I blushed before answering in the affirmative. My heart was pounding and in.