‘One day I came home late after attending a ball game at school and the house was almost pitch black it was so dark. I feared the worse and rushed i...to the house only to have my Granny put her hand over my mouth and tell me to shut up. Then she made me follow her toward my Mom’s bedroom. I heard the moans before reaching the door. The door was cracked open and we both looked inside. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! My mom was on the floor naked begging James to please let her suck. “Stand up at attention, Joy,” Mike said once he noticed Jessie shrink a little and lose his confidence.Mike used minimum effort to spank my tit with the paddle. Then he spanked my other tit. My nipples were upright, and he crushed them as he brought the paddle down. “Try titty spanking your Aunt and see how that feels,” he said.Jessie didn’t look over his shoulder at his mother to see what she thought. He spanked my tits, and I yelped and counted. Jessie had a gleam in his eyes.“I am sorry for. “You’ve already named me. Tiny Slut, Master!”, said the black haired one. She was very pale skinned and had bright blue eyes. I didn’t recall ***********ing her, but with 200 initial candidates, it was possible one slipped my mind. “And you are?” I asked turning to the prepubescent looking twin of Belinda’s on my right.“I’ll be... Whore, Master!” She replied. Studious indeed! She wasn’t too young to read my list thoroughly while she was in the waiting room.“Please state your ages girls.” I. Alice said it perfectly, as her mother was Dutch.“Show him in, dear.”It felt as if I was about to walk on stage: Alice positioned herself in front of the door to Caroline’s office, took half a second to compose herself and then opened the door for me.“Mister Martin van de Casteele,” she announced.Caroline’s office is as magnificent as she is. It’s quite different from the rest of the building, which is very bright and modern and filled with printers, designer furniture, glass doors, those.