”This planted the seed of an idea that I would have to think about.“And, um, uh, I wonder about the other way too, what it would be like to be the...girl. But it would have to feel right, and would have to be someone I felt totally safe with.”She glanced at me and then looked away, blushing fetchingly. Well, this was an idea I had been nursing for a long time, the dream of fucking my little sister. I smiled at her and pondered how I could make it happen. In the end, it didn’t require any. Anyway, I made my way into the kitchen, and lo and behold there on the kitchen table were the donuts my husband had picked up the day before. I opened the box, trembling with excitement. There were almost a dozen of my absolute favorite: chocolate covered creme filled. I go nuts over these things, it\'s like my mouth has an orgasm.I picked one up and eagerly bit into it. \"Damn it!\" I said, as a big spurt of creme went shooting out the back side and landed right on my tit. Without thinking I. She heard the swish of the cane again and again and Fiona begging for mercy but Roger was having nothing of it. The more she heard the more aroused she became and it was only a few minutes and Alyson, with her skirt up around her waist was bring herself to another huge orgasm. Meanwhile in The Room was Fiona was paying for her behaviour earlier. Alyson listened for a little longer and then went back up to her flat. She sat on the sofa and kept remembering what Roger had said about being his. In time. He also justified it because he felt certain that given his choice John would rather have his son than know his son was sitting on the throne of the Dawn Empire. That it was his own son replacing him, was beside the point. Besides, he was a much more fit regent to his own son, than to his former master's son. Former master, because he was now the servant to the Empire. Also, John had tried to give him his freedom once already, and he was just taking it now. He knew John wouldn't mind,.