"Come with me," I told Pat.I went inside and sat on the sofa. "Stand there," I instructed Pat and pointed to a spot just in front of me.Pat obediently...stood where I pointed. I reached around and placed my hands on her ass cheeks, rubbing them in a circular motion. Pat was a little too far away, so I pulled her half a step closer. My next instruction was telling Pat to show me her tits. Pat lifted her top and bared her breasts for me.Gently I moved my hands down the back of Pat's legs. When I. ”He laughed at this. “Christian also has nothing to do with it. Jesus never happened. There was only a narcissistic creator. There is no meaning. There is no why. Only how. What other questions do you have?”“You own me.” I said more as a statement than a question.“Yes. But you also own me. We shall run Hell together. Bare children. And no, before you ask, there is no such thing as an anti-christ. No war. No Revelations or end of days.”“Where are we going?”“Have you not been. Ann 's stomach muscles were hard and tight with youthful exercise. And she was no virgin. She had enjoyed many boys.She wasn't enjoying this. Ann had retreated into a world much like her mother already had. She didn't care if those seven inches of prick driving home in her omit belonged to her father or not. All- she wanted was for this disgusting scene to be over. The normal joy she received from a good fucking was missing. Ann knew that her father was getting off. She could feel his cock. ?If you orgasm from this 3 times, I’ll reward you.? He clicked the buttons and a low hum filled the air. She dreaded the vibrator; the buzz it created on her clit was much too intense for her liking. As it touched down on her clit, she writhed in frustration, and soon an unsatisfying, unwelcome orgasm swept over her. She cried out in displeasure, tears welling as a second and finally third orgasm wave over her.?Right. Now time for your reward.? Master got up and went over to the drawer that was.