It's been a while since I was not a daddy girl anymore so the feeling was like the first time.I even wanted to quit but I realized that I knocked at t...e door and the door opened.He invited me in. He was a pleasant man over 50 yo. He offered me a drink to relax. I get the first glass of wine and asked him if I can use the bathroom to change my clothes.I get in Bathroom and changed as a girl. Now things were much better. I was already horny and wanted him.When I get back in the room he was. "Rise up a little" he ordered and I moved up a bit higher when he again slapped my face hard. "So you'd like to be my whore wife" he said and again slapped my face hard. Looking at him' "Yes I'd love to be your whore wife" I answered back and again another slap. "You'd do whatever I commanded?" he asked "Yes" I replied and another slap followed "Is that how you answer me you fuckin' whore?' he then asked. Looking at him intently' "Yes master, this fuckin' whore would love to be your fuckin'. She moaned. Again. And again… and again… and again. I began to make long, slow full-length strokes deep into her wet pussy. She continued to make soft, moaning sounds of satisfaction every time I hit bottom. Cindy and I watched her respond to my steady-thrusting cock. Thick and hard. Seven eager inches. The first penis to penetrate her vagina in over two years. The first cock other than her husband’s in eleven years and never before in the presence of anyone but her partner. I paused to look at. "Or, perhaps, stop him entirely. It would be just like your band of budding revolutionaries." Ms. Bendon leaned forward. "Just tell your friends not to step on my toes."Heather stared. "I-I'm sorry?"Ms. Bendon smiled. "Oh, yes, Heather, that's right. I don't care what you do with Victor. Either he'll turn the lot of you into sex thralls, or -- by some divine miracle -- you'll defeat him and stop his interference in this town and my school. Either way, I come out ahead."Heather was almost of the.