Before long my fingertip was tunneling it's way through my dirty hole, and I was abandoned by my senses. I pushed my finger all the way in, feeling ev...ry knuckle pass through the opening. It was weird feeling, and it kind of hurt, but I was so hott right then that I didn't care. I pumped my finger in and out while with my other hand; I jacked my now protruding clit furiously. I laid back, and stretched my legs out.I had to know what it felt like to have a dick in my ass, and I knew that Daddy. I was sucking his cock again, and it felt good. I could feel my throat relax as his cock stretched me deep, gagging me... but I didn't care. I wanted to be used. "Ya, that's it bitch boi," he chuckled... there it was, my favourite nickname... He fucked my face, going deeper and harder when he realised his fag boy wasn't putting up a fight. He had won, dominated me. And I was accepting. It felt good to be used; to be treated like a whore. I wanted more. I wanted to taste his balls. "Grkhhcan. There was a hand written message. 'Hi there, wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Miss you bunches. Sorry about not writing. Between the tour, the TV shows, and the new record deals, there just never seems to be any free time. Love ya.' It did have OXOX at the bottom, but no promise of anything more.'I cried that day, not from receiving the card, but because of the card. It wasn't her handwriting. She had dictated it, didn't even bother to sign it.'That was the day everything finally started. "Three hundred horny dwarves made the room a bit crowded. Pardin could see Lord Hinderblast standing in front of his throne with the last of his body guard in front of him with their swords drawn. There was a woman, Lady Hinderblast, standing behind the throne but not hiding behind it."Begone you vile beasts," Lord Hinderblast shouted."Hey, Pardin," Bernie bellowed above the din of his grunting fellows, "This old fart is talking trash about you. You better get up here and take care of him.