"Morning," I said to her, cheerfully.The woman stopped and gazed up with her right hand shielding her eyes from the sun. She was tall with long, lusci...us black curly hair down to her waist, and a beautiful womanly body covered over by a yellow sundress. The corners of her plump lips in red lipstick turned up into a smile. "Morning," she replied. "Bit of a scorcher today, isn't it?" I said, making conversation.She threw her head back and laughed. "Everyday here is a scorcher, you do not know. ” He yelled from the back room as I was pouring coffee into a mug, picking it up and heading back to the electrical panel. I opened the door and glanced at his ass and truly admiring it. He was definitely in great shape but not muscular. He turned towards me as he heard me enter the room. “That’s a shame.” I said under my breath but definitely audible. “What’s that?” He asked. “Here’s your coffee.” I said with a touch of sarcasm and raised my brow. “Black , like you like it.” I winked at him. The door opened, and I heard, to my relief, the voice of my mystery Daddy. "Good Girl, Lexi, I don't think you made a peep while you were tucked away in here, did you?" "No Daddy.." "Well, it's time to continue, and teach you to be a good little whore." I heard more rustling and noise off to the sides before Daddy untied the rope keeping me bent over the stool, and pulled me upright, still on my knees as I heard the stool sc**** against the floor, moving away from me. I heard his belt and. For so long now he could only cast furtive glances at Megan's proud angel cakes, and always in fear she would catch him. Now he could stare all he wanted and, as he was doing now, touch them whenever he felt like it - and he knew he would feel like it a lot. He saw the briefest flash of rage in her eye before she succumbed to his programming and had to behave, outwardly at least, as though she were a willing, involved and exuberant participant."Yes it is, little brother," husked Megan, "but it.