"Now, Missy, this is not fun-time. You asked to be punished and here you are, soaking my trousers. I see that we need to step things up a little. Bend...over the counter." She was openly crying now as Dave told her to bend over and put her arms across the counter. He told me I'd probably have to hold her down. I grabbed her wrists and held her down as Dave took his belt off and began whipping her ass. She was screaming and crying, begging to be let up, but Dave worked her over, striping her ass. ”“How do you know?”“It isn’t what you know, it’s who you know that counts,” Derek said. “I still have some sources that you don’t.”“Why bother to have me follow her?”“I want you near her.”“Now?”“No. It would be too suspicious if she walked down the street in Almost-Mexico, California and saw her brother coming toward her,” Derek said. “There must be some spa out there that they went to for the guy’s health.” Derek poured himself a drink, but didn’t bother to invite Yousef to join him. His. How could he give that up? Kal wondered. Ikuno had used the word ‘sacrifice,’ and the old midwife’s words came back to him, ‘make it worth it,’ she’d said. Was the sacrifice of his idea of what kind of a father he should be really worth it?Kal had taken his bracer out of his pack and put it on without even thinking, leaving the pack sitting near the cavern entrance. He ran his fingers over the runes, if he continued down this road eventually they would be in his skin not on a piece of leather. ...again. It no longer seemed strange or odd to be doing this. It seemed only natural and desirable to even consider having sex with my father What am I saying? It's sick! It's so wrong to want to have sex with your parent. But I had to tell myself I no longer felt that way. Seeing my fathers naked form in front of me, knowing exactly what we were here to do, no longer felt strange or sick to me. It felt sexy, alive, desirable.In the den we had one of those big 'L' shaped couches. I turned and.