I was trying to catch a nap. Yeah, right, like it was almost going to happen. I was there about ten minutes, eyes closed, when I heard the front seat ...eclining. I figured if I kept my eyes closed I might be able to fool Rachel, but a minute later I felt her hands on my belt buckle. I opened my eyes. “What are you doing?” “Just trying to help you rest.” “Yeah, Rachel, like playing with my cock will put me to sleep.” “Well, I figured if you came it would help you. I’m only thinking about you.”. Tell me, Shannon, have you always wanted this, to submit to and serve a man?" I asked her, curious as to whether she was as truly submissive as she first seemed. She was just eighteen, after all."Yes, Master, I have. I've known about this lifestyle, this family tradition for a good while now. I've been eighteen for most of the year, too. I'll be nineteen soon enough. Master, I don't know if I have any dominance to my personality, but if I do, I will find out and use it on the others, if You. ‘Thank you Skyler for stretching my pussy.’ ‘Oh my, very nice. A slave that has learned her manners. I’m impressed. But it’s not your pussy, it belongs to me now and soon so will all the rest of you. You will give yourself to me willingly.’ ‘It’s your pussy, Skyler.’ I responded. I was shocked how into this I was getting. The entrance to my vagina now had a visitor, there was something knocking on my opening that was large, round and for the moment happy to stay on my doorstep. I felt her hand. You don’t need to call me Di anymore. I wanted to explain in the afternoon. Please hear me out. These superstitions are all fake. Play along for now. We can have our wedding in secret, and nobody needs to know.Kashish: We can live together for 1 year and get divorced. We don’t even need to register our marriage if divorce is a problem. Our parents don’t need to know anyway.The next day, the wedding date was announced, and before I knew it, it was D-Day. We got married in my house, and only our.