Somehow I'd screwed up and gotten things backwards. After a long evening with my Neanderthal sexist pig clients, I was exactly the sort of cock-cravin... slut they imagined all attractive women to be.I didn't regret that, either. I could remember when my attitudes had been different, but it felt like some other person -- not me. I knew Stacey wouldn't like it, but at least I'd closed the sale. Anyway, it was just sex, and not love like I felt for her. I was left with just two problems.The first. ” Hilda said. “Howmany people are we serving?” “Seven couples, counting Martha and myself, Pastor Sarah, you, Barbara and Candice. So in total we will be eighteen people.” “I need to go below and check out the galley.” Hilda said as she disappeared. When she returned, she said, “Everything I will need to cook with is there and I see there are plenty of dishes for serving. That is also quite a well stocked bar. Are those steaks in the refrigerator for our lunch.?” “I hope you like filet from. Understood?”I bowed my head and looked down. The stilettos he’d forced me into were a size too small and my feet were red and swollen.”Yes Master” I said”Strip and shower, I’ll be in bed waiting for you”He showered first as I slipped the stockings and suspenders off. The relief of taking my heels off was immense.I showered and shaved my cock and balls which already had a slight stubble. The rest of my body was still smooth.Fresh stockings and panties in red with matching suspenders belt were. I got there and he just said What do you have to say for yourself young lady? I didnt know what he meant, but then he pointed at the computer screen and I saw the chat Id just had. He was the new guy in the room. Id thought about this sure but I was mortified as my father sat in his chair leering at me knowing that he now knew what I wanted. Its just a game daddy. I whispered. You dont mean it then? You dont want me to fuck you hard baby? He smiled at me and I started to cry. I also got very.