She smiled and replied saying ok my love and remember everything els we discussed. I said I will most definitely not forget and that I'm looking forwa...d to all of it.We then went downstairs where we made ourselves a big mid morning breakfast, bacon eggs, fried mushrooms a piece of wors and toast. After breakfast we tidied up and then we made our way to the lounge. Jes sat me down on the couch and then dropped to her knees between my legs. She placed kisses on my inner thighs, up to my groins.. "This is not over yet", I told her. "Did you think you would get away with orgasming without permission that easily?" I asked rethorically.I unclasped her wristcuffs, freeing her arms from her ankles. "Face down" I commanded her. "But, but.." she complained. "You will do as you're told" I interjected.Ignoring her protests, I spread her arms and legs to each their corner of the bed, fastening them to the bedframe. Spread eagle, I carefully completely inserted the dildo in her ass. Under her. How many of ya can afford to do THAT? I've seen ALL of ya pat 'er on the ass, or pinch 'er on the butt, MORE than once. I've heard ya all tellin' dirty stories to 'er, too. Did you know she could file Sexual Harassment charges on every one of ya'? NOBODY could save your sorry asses. YOUR asses would be grass, and she'd be the baddest lawnmower ya EVER THOUGHT OF!!! MY advice is to forget what you MIGHT have seen, apologize, and HOPE she lets ya slide. SHE has a hand full of YOUR NUTS, right. Tears fell across my father's prone form as I cried over him. I clutched him, shaking. What had I done? What had I unleashed?“Is that the priest?” a gruff voice asked.I looked up to see a samurai in lacquered green armor standing over me, his helmet cradled in his arm. He knelt, his lamellar mail rattling. He stared at me, orange reflecting in the dark hairs of his topknot.“Is that the priest, miko?” the samurai asked again.I nodded my head. “My Otōsan.”He let out a sigh. “My apologies, miko.”.