Her eyes fixated on my erect dick that was out on display. I was so preoccupied that I didn’t hear her enter the room.“Hunny are you there? What�...s wrong?” Stacey said into the phone.“Uh…Uh… Ummm…. Nothing baby… just get whatever you want.” I mumbled while I could barely breathe. “I don’t know what sounds good… What does Renee want to eat?” she asked. I slowly rested the phone on my shoulder and looked at Renee. I stammered and barely formed words as I tried to speak. “Your um… mother wants… to. . I got to come and see you. Don't cry, please." But I can't come see you again now. I wanted to tell you so much ... I didn't want to hurt you Daddy. I was afraid of what you would think, what you would say." Her face was buried in his broad chest and she clung tight to him. "Please tell me you're not dead."He didn't answer his daughter. "Your mother will need you," he said instead. "You're all she has left. She loves you, you know that don't you?" He stroked her hair. "Hey," he pulled her. Unbeknownst to her, a person watched over a closed circuit television asthe girl fellated him. The smile was feral.18 Months earlierIt was so... impersonal. Madeline Rittenhour followed the morgueattendant to the viewing room, then stood there impassively as thedraped body was brought out on a gurney. The sheet was folded backgently, and her face was there.Her little girl. She looked like she was sleeping. She knew frompersonal experience what was below the sheet. A death by suicide wastreated. ? "Of course it does Cunt, but slaves haveno voices, now do they?"? Shewhimpers and nods her head.? "OPENUP!"? She slowly opens her mouth andI shove a deep rod into the back of her throat.?She struggles to breathe until she realizes that she can if she calmsdown.? "That will prevent you fromtalking.? I will take it out when youneed to eat or drink."? I hear herwhimper softly and I whip her ass.?"Stand up."? She standsup and I fasten a harness that keeps her cunt and clit from being seen.? I.