Large circular tables, around which ten people could comfortably fit, filled half of the room. A single row of these tables lined two walls in the oth...r half of the hall, leaving a large space for dancing in front of the stage on the far wall. Some band from Walminster that I’d never heard of was providing the entertainment.“There they are,” Clarissa said, pointing to a table on the edge of the dance floor. She took my hand and strode over, not dragging me with her, but making it clear where. "I sat beside the tiller and looked at the naked girl, "I am Michael."She grinned, "Zara."I gestured to her naked body, "I must admit I love your attire."She laughed and relaxed, "I was riding with my uncle and they caught me. They were going to make me their whore."I nodded, "as beautiful as you are that makes sense."She looked at me carefully before smiling and looking ahead, "I think I like you."I kept looking at her as it grew dark and turned to head towards the east shore. I slowed when I. I’m no expert, but your parents could appoint a temporary guardian if there’s someone they trust to do the job.”“My father’s a little TOO trusting,” I pointed out, “and Charlotte’s not particularly good at putting my best interests uppermost in her thoughts.”“I suppose that’s true.”“Then there’s the problem of what adult could they name that would be willing to do the job and I’d trust enough to close both eyes at once. Donald’s a mob accountant. Dress it up all you want, but all his work. Your fingers move between my red cheeks and find my ball sack and you wrap your fingers around each ball stroking and then pinching each one. This makes me jump and I get another stinging slap from the belt on each cheek. I stop wriggling and your fingers now find my little cock, fully erect and as hard as steel with what has happened so far. You stroke my cock and my head goes back as I so desperately want to cum.You realise this and stop stroking and I receive yet another slap with the belt..