He watched her intently, slightly aghast for his sandwich, but curious about her intentions, she’d hardly spoken to him in the short time since he�...d taken the job. “I can’t believe you just did that lass, don’t you know that a man’s sandwich is sacred?” he teased. “How am I going to grow big and strong if I can’t eat my own supper?” “And just how big could a man get?” she giggled, taking a small step closer so she was stood between his knees. She stroked her right index finger up and down the. I wanted it too but Kathy could easily fend me off. She told me she was not a virgin, but she would not have sex with me unless we were married. Why would she agree to marry me? One of the reasons was her dad, Dave, liked me and Kathy was a daddy's girl. She went along with just about everything he wanted. Why he liked me I don't know. I was nothing like him. He was tall, heavy set, an ex college football player. Maybe that was why he didn't trust football players around his daughter; he knew. I am utterly his now. I feel only anticipation, thinking not even the simplest of thoughts and wait for him. I am gagged and only know that I will be whipped severely. He does like to hear me whimper and scream but would rather let my body tell him how much he has hurt me. I have very fair skin that marks and bruises easily so he has learned to know my limits by my twitches, struggles and the occasional muffled wail. I prefer to be gagged also. I do not have to concentrate on limiting the noise. " "Yes sure." Again, a lame response. "You can participate as much as Karen wishes and I am very open to most things, but you may find you are feeling left out for long periods, especially when we near orgasm." I just nodded as Karen was already kissing Colin's ripped body and playing with his now hardening tool. He held her close and deep kissed her as he mauled at her tits, her dressing gown now pooled at her feet. Karen broke the kiss momentarily to ask him, "Fuck me like the first time,.