I reached in my dance bag and grabbed my lilacwrap. Putting it on, I was dismayed to find it was much more sheer thanI'd realized, but decided it was ...etter than nothing. I felt stupidwalking downstairs feeling like my butt was on display, but Mom assuredme it was fine."You look very cute," she said, kissing me on the forehead. "You'regoing to have a great time today, sweetie."I sighed resignedly, saying nothing as Mom helped me pack a towel and awater bottle into my bag. Reluctantly, I slung. " She said it calmly, and with obvious confidence.I let my breath out and tried to relax a bit. I was still in shock and finally I took my jacket off and hung it on the coat tree beside the door. I realized I hadn't said a word since I'd entered the room."What's going on?" I finally managed."Dad came to ... apologize, Vin. He's been trying to see me because he needed to apologize for ... what he had done." She said it quietly, but again, I was struck by how calm she was. I didn't understand it.. Push me farther for your enjoyment. Make me truly submit. Use me. Torment me to your satisfaction because it is solely about your pleasure not mine. Not because Ive made you unhappy. Not even because being beat is good for me, however, good it is, but because you enjoy it. Because it excites you to turn my skin red each time you lash me. Revel in your power at making me squirm and forcing me to beg for another whipping. I have been fighting myself all day not to beg, but I cant take it anymore.. It may not speak unless spoken to nor can look at you without permission, so waking you is an interesting chore. Legs spread wide across your broad manly chest, whore bends at the waist giving a glorious view into two of your fuck holes. it's first priority every morning is to lap your cock into your third fuck hole as to relieve a bursting bladder. You awake soft as whore's tongue circles your dick waiting for your hot liquid waste to splash against the back of it's throat. After being assured.