"Damn, still no word? You're dripping wet, you little slut. You must be in some serious need for daddy's dick." His breath laps at my neck more. He bi...es down into my exposed flesh making me bite down into my bottom lip. My arms push at the wall as his hands pinch, squeeze and yank at my sensitive nipple and pussy. "Still no word huh?" he whispers in my ear as he runs his tongue up the length of my neck. He smirks devilishly turning me back around and pushing the top of my head down. My knees. Nothing happened that night, but the situation changed when the caravan stopped for its noon break. The wagons were drawn into a box formation around a water source, and the cooking fires were also inside the box. Wolgar had his men stop about three-quarters of a mile away for their noon break. The caravan camp was kept under observation by four of Wolgar's scouts, so he could quickly get the word if there was an attack.As it happened, the scouts were not needed. The men of the caravan had just. ”“Shush Dad.” Being careful not to disturb the wrapped panty, I grip the center of his shaft and give him gentle strokes to awaken his soft penis."Oh, my god.” He gasps. “Oh god, yes!"I tighten my grip and continue gently pulling on him. He stiffens quickly, and so I slowly and deliberately lengthen the stroke.Dad turns his face towards me, his eyes tearing. “I want to remember your mom… won’t you wear one of her dresses for just a few minutes?”We have been here many times, and in spite of dad. These pills when taken by a subject renders them totally susceptible to suggestion and control. Anyone taking these pills can be instructed to act in any fashion you want, and the beauty is, you can then order them to forget anything that occurred as a result of that control’ To say I was sceptical would be an understatement, but the old man’s sincerity and intensity made be take him at his word. ‘Use them wisely and they will bring you what you want from life’ he said and promptly left. I was.