Thank god for fantasies, I thought as I realized that what was currently happening would be completely impossible in real life. Fortunately, it was in...the fantasy world I found myself in and I was not about to complain about it. In fact, I moaned in appreciation as my lover pounded me fast and hard, forcing powerful moans to escape me. Oh yes! Oh god! Oh fuck! My moans echoed throughout the zoo for mere seconds before I felt a powerful orgasm grow within me. Moments later, I felt my pussy start. .. I’m early in my slut-training & I call my dominant, Daddy, but we don’t engage in any age-play; incest-fantasy, roleplay scenarios. It’s just the name I use to define his ownership of me.Its early days and I still occasionally panic, misbehave or make mistakes but Daddy is training me up, and is strict with punishments to make sure I’m a fast learner. I want to show him that I can be creative in how I demonstrate my desire for him, so that’s how I’ve come to write this first-attempt.I text. So, what were the issues you raised?"I shrugged, stepping back a pace. He kept moving in on my personal space and I was hoping he couldn't smell my fear-sweat."Oh, little things. Did you know, for example, that naturists carry a towel to sit on? It's for hygienic reasons, but it's something I thought of the first time I planted my naked butt down on one of those cold classroom chairs." I felt like I was tip-toeing through a mine field. "But of course anyone might have thought of that," I went. Either event could get him into trouble.As Nate stands over the body he sees what used to be a sharp dresser; however, the dead man now has two bullet holes in his back and his blood has stained the fancy clothing worn by the dead man. There is no way Nate can salvage the coat, shirt or pants, but the shoes look good. Nate unties the shoes and scuttles back to his shadowy refuge in the alley. He looks the new shoes over, they are a pair of black and grey leather two toned shoes, and appear to.