I'll be a good little whore for you daddy. Fuck me again Daddy! I want to feel your cock in my pussy again." She spread her legs at the knees exposing...her young cunt and tried to look as seductive as possible. "Please fuck me Daddy."James felt a brief moment of confusion. "What do you mean fuck you again slut? I haven't even touched your pussy yet. I've been saving that for later for a ... special moment..."Catherine looked even more confused than James. "I ... I thought. I mean, I. Now how can I help you?? ?Please, I need to go the toilet and can?twith my hands tied.?? It was humbling tohave to ask for something so basic and I could feel a blush cover my face.? I was still upset by the way he had spokenand wondered what I would do if he said no. ?Of course, I wasn?t thinking.?? He gently untied my hands and I could seethat he had used what looked like a scarf.?Wondering where he had found it, I stretched and headed off to thebathroom.? By the time I had returned,Nathan. Another part of me - no prizes for guessing which part - was getting damp; the guy who'd spoken first was the devilishly good looking Paul. I couldn't help imagining what he'd look like naked, and opening myself to receive him ...I did a stage cough to warn them I was nearby, and went through the gate with the beers. "My husband thought you'd be working up a thirst - would you like a beer? I can get you something else if you'd prefer." They all took a bottle. Paul was last to take his, and. He would have none of that crap, though, and caught my arm gruffly. It was the roughest I had seen of him in over a decade. He turned me around to face him, and then drew his face near, its handsome features distorted by the menace in them."Now listen, here, young lady," he shook my arm as he spoke, "I have put up with your attitude so far, but the ride ends here. Either you apologize and make up with Susan this instant, or you take your bags and go out the way you came. I am not going to sit.