.Stranger: okay then vanillaYou: woohhoStranger: are you happy now, sir or madam?You: i am a sirYou: and i am happyStranger: I am very glad to hear th...t, sir.You: are u sir/madam?Stranger: madamYou: are u happy?Stranger: I amYou: then we sorted the happiness matter outStranger: we did indeedStranger: and may I ask you, kind sir, how old are you?You: 20You: u?Stranger: 16 ._.You: yesYou: u are 16 and u have no ownage rights on 150 penises mateYou: i will appeal against ur contractYou: and have. There were no long conversations, just shared glances. I knew there was no point in trying to fight it. All I could do was hope he wouldn’t beat her too often or too severely so I wouldn’t have to step in, kill him, and make my daughter my slave.That night Wendy came into the master bedroom and knelt in front of me, naked. She was in a perfect slave presentation position. I hadn’t taught her that. She kept her eyes down and whispered, “Daddy, I met my true Master today. He claimed me. He says I. And, once asleep, the old dream came back. It had been years since ‘the incident’ but the old nightmares rear their ugly heads from time to time and this one had been a monster: trying to stay awake so that you’ll hear if he comes down the hall only works for so long and then you fall asleep. In the sleep of dreams, you hear all the things that should tell you that he’s coming down the hall but none of them actually awaken you, you just become more and more afraid. The doorknob starts to turn,. I told her, "my parents were at work so we could go over to my house." with that i gave her a wink and she told her parents that she was going over to my house to watch a movie. (we didn't watch a movie) we went up to my room and we started to kiss. i took off her bikini top and started to play with her nipples. she had decided that she wanted me to be her first sometime between last night and right now. she asked if i had a condom because she wanted to be safe and not have to worry about.