Finch took great pleasure in telling him that I had taken to not wearing panties under my short, plaid, uniform skirt. Daddy was livid when I walked t...ru the door. My breath caught in my throat as soon as I saw his face, his eyes raking me from head to foot. One of his large hands whipped out and caught hold of the hem of my little skirt, yanking it up almost to my belly. I turned beet red as his gaze dropped to my shaven muff. "Daddy!!!!", I yelped, instinct making me jerk backwards away from. He was not to be disappointed as this drew a sharp intake ofbreath and a loud sigh as she squirmed in discomfort. Rubbing his hands around her arse wasalways an activity he enjoyed. This beauty had a great arse, and it was his toenjoy. He briefly touched her swollen flaps, glistening with her juices. Norelief for her yet he smiled. Of the many implements of pain he owned, hehad his favourites. One of these was a square leather paddle, studded, andsturdily constructed. He picked this up and. It felt slightly strange to be in that position. It was one of undeniable submission and powerlessness, but that was also very exciting, too! I was about be 'fucked', and for the first time in my life, and that it was Tara who was about to 'take' me like that made it all the more exciting!"Then---here---goes!" Tara said; and as soon as she'd said that, I felt the rounded, bulbous end of the smaller dildo starting to press up against my ass hole! "Relax!" I heard Tara saying, and I remember that. I've been so thirsty lately. No matter how much I drink,it doesn't seem to go away." Mmmm, I like thirsty boys," she spoke directly into his ear. "And Ipromise you... in just a little while, you won't even notice it anymore."She gave his ear another bite and his neck a long lick before turning andstriding to the bedside. She grabbed one of her bags, placing itstrategically in front of her crotch and returning to her horny newsubmissive."I bought a few things for you while I was out yesterday..