"Oh, that's right, bitch. You'll be doing this a lot. You never know, you might start to like being my cunt sucking whore," Victoria said. I don't thi...k so I thought. "You will be doing this whenever and wherever I want. Do you understand that, slut?" she said. "Yes," I said through her pussy. "No, bitch, say it," she said."I will suck your pussy when and wherever you tell me to," I said. "And why is that?" she asked. "Because I'm your cunt sucking slut," I answered."That's right, bitch," she. I know you like it ... suckit, bitch ... you deserve this..." He erupted, floating his scum into my throat. We collapsed for awhile; I wasslowly regaining myself when he gagged me again. "That's good for you slave; 'twas a good blowjob but we don't want youmouthy, do we?" He left me alone. I had lost my sense of time when he returned and silentlyuntied my legs. Was my ordeal done? No! My new Master chained my ankles with steel ankle cuffs and a short chain,allowing me only tiny steps. Then He. Back up. All the way back.”Dad’s hands rose from the arms of his chair and disappeared behind Jennifer. I could tell from her face he was touching her panties and then massaging her cheeks as she lurched forward a bit. Dad reached between Jennifer’s legs to catch her, his fingers folding around to cup the front of her panties.“Yeah, nice, real nice.”Dad ‘s hands returned to his lap and undid his belt. He parted his trousers and pulled his cock, already hard, out of his underwear.“Pull them. So, I sat and opened the book I had with me. Too distracted to read, I pondered the thought of cheating on Lori and having sex with Beth. I did after all work with both her and her husband. I knew getting involved with a coworker was a terrible idea. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about it. At least she was married. I was still deep in thought when the phone rang—my heart skipped a beat.“Still offering that drink?”“Yeah. Yeah.” I nervously stammered, “617.”“Yes, I know.” she said patiently. Of.