We were broke, no prospect for furthering our education, looking at low end, minimum wage jobs for the rest of our lives. The best we could hope for w...s marrying well, an option that didn't appeal to us. We actually went into porn on a calculated risk. We hated it, crying on each other. I actually threw up for the first three films. But we toughened up, and watched everything, saving our money. After the second year, we not only starred in our films, we produced and distributed them. We made. When I got to the living room, there was an Christmas tree, adorned with photos all around. They were photos of me. Me with cum on my face. Me sucking cock. Me getting fucked. Me tied and gagged. Me being forced.On top of the tree, instead of a star, there was a little sign that said “Lola”.This was my tree, the Lola tree. I loved it.Daddy David walked back in and said: “Do you like the tree I made just for you baby girl?”Lola: “Oh daddy, I love it. Am I going to be a gift under the Lola. She wept. “You’re Bound, gagged, unable to escape, vulnerable, powerless. all mine, all mine.” He reached out to touch her feet, she pulled it in closer to her body. She yelped. He crawled closer still, beard grazing her calf, then biting her hemline with his lips, pulling it up, exposing soft flesh. She tried kicking him in the chest but it only hurt her bare feet. He released her hemline, surprised by her act and laughed, moved away so her second blow missed. “You’re going to pay for that. I knew the rules for this part of the world - there was no need to make waves.The five OPEC ministers we were to meet were in a group meeting at 0800 dealing with OPEC business. Our meeting with them was at 1100.After arriving we were shown to a large elegant elaborately decorated room to wait. Majestic curved tables with chairs were positioned and we were shown where we were to sit. I read the official instructions and conduct for guests for this meeting.A pecking order had been established as.