Thankfully Adam’s interest in food broke him out of that when our meals arrived. We were eating at a fancy French restaurant to celebrate Adams firs... communion. I felt it was justified to spend my father’s money on this; I otherwise would have looked for someplace to have a humbler meal at.As Adam spoke about the food, I realized he was still Stu at heart. Perhaps I hadn’t sinned as much as I originally thought. While he was serving a purpose of my design, he had accepted our help ahead of. My father watched intently as she showered her lithe body.She turned the shower off and started to dry herself. Donal and my father got up and headed upstairs. I followed. When we got to her room I was told to strip. I was then handed a camera and told I was to film everything that happened. My father and Donal opened the door and went into Linda’s room. She was sitting on the bed wrapped in a towel brushing her long blonde hair. “What’s going on” she said. Then she noticed me naked with the. “Yeah! Here, help me in!” she tried to keep her voice low. What the hell? What was she doing here, especially so late? I figured that it had to be important, so I reached my arm out. Her warm hand clenched my own, and I helped her climb up and inside. “Phew! Thanks!” she quietly laughed. I made my way over to the light and flicked it on. Sarah was a friend I had met more recently. She was short in stature, a few inches taller than I was. Her hair was somewhat curly and a light blonde, reaching. “No not like that kitten, on your knees and crawl over to me.”“Yes Master,” I said feeling very self-conscious. I dropped to my knees and started to crawl over to him slowly, letting him enjoy my nervousness. When I reached him I purred and rubbed my cheek against his leg, waiting for him to give me further instruction. He grabbed my collar and gently pulled me to my feet. He reached under my skirt, grabbed my thong, and ripped it right off of me.“Did I say you could wear this slut?” I put my.