It felt nice compared to everything she'd been through so far."Not bad for a little ass whore like you. But, we need to make it a little more interest...ng. I want you to split the pepper open with your thumbs." Puzzled but obedient, Daisy pushed her thumbs into the pepper, feeling it split open. A few seeds dropped to the floor. Edward's fucking slowed, he stood still, half-impaling her on his cock. "Turn it inside out." Daisy's fingers trembled as she started turning the pepper in her hand,. Wait, what? Weekend cleanings? What was I thinking about? This was supposed to only go on for one week max, maybe less if I could convince her to let me out the next time she came over.Regardless of the future, I had to deal with being locked in this thing in the present. Pulling on some jeans, I studied myself in the mirror. There was a very slight bulge, but nothing too noticeable. In fact, it'd probably take someone actually bumping into my crotch to actually know something wasn't normal.. Nowadays he took his time and savoured her. Bradley would probably do the same.He popped in to see him mid-afternoon. It was just a brief visit. “How did the shopping go?” he asked him.“It went well.”Bradley must have thought that Alan was about to tell him what he had bought for her and held up his hand. “It’s okay Alan, don’t tell me. You’ll only spoil it for me.”Alan just nodded as Bradley looked at his watch. “Shall we say six-thirty then at the hotel?”He nodded again.“Its room 49,” Bradley. I was surprised to see my brother Stephen among the group, following Tara around like a wounded puppy.And it was no wonder he was panting after her. If I had been his age, I might have been on her scent, myself. For a girl who had just recently turned thirteen, Tara was acting and dressing way beyond her years. She had on denim cutoffs that were cut short, so that her ass cheeks were peeking out, making her slim legs look very long. She also wore a tube top that was tight enough to mash her.