“Mmm, don't you want to eat my pussy.”His dick twitched. “No!”I gave him a hard look. “You're not the sort of man who doesn't eat pussy? Tha...'s not cool. Girls need to be licked. Especially me!”“That's not it,” he groaned. “I eat pussy... This... You're my daughter, Shanice.”“Exactly!” I smiled at him. “I'm a daddy's girl. That means we can have sex. It's all right. We're meant for each other. You made me in Mom's womb so I could be your lover. I'm perfect for you, Daddy. I love you so much.”He. Probably did. I’d noticed there seemed never to be much fresh cream for the coffee when the old goatfucker was around. God bless sugar, I suppose. He moved the rook he’d mentioned earlier and said, ‘Checkmate, Ken.’ I said, ‘Goddammit, Satie,’ rhyming it with ‘Sadie’ and sighed, flicking my middle finger against the cross on top of my king-piece, making it fall over. He laughed as I started to set up, again. It probably doesn’t need to be said, but I always played white. I looked up, when all. I could clearly see the markings of the alligator clip on her flesh. "Do you understand what I expect of you?" She nodded softly, I saw a tear run down her cheek. "I expect complete and utter obedience. Don't fuck with me. You are my slave now, when I say to get on your back and spread your legs so I can fuck you, I want you to do it without thinking, then I want you to wrap your legs around my back and fuck me back so I cum harder, understand!" I arched her head back and clamped my mouth on. ‘I was wondering what your plans are for me,’ he said. ‘What would you like them to be?’ she asked him, knowing that he would most likely wish to be returned to England. ‘I would like to be reunited with my crew and join them on the trip back to England.’ ‘I thought you would say that, but I’m not so sure. I might like to keep you around for awhile,’ she said with a seductive smile. ‘You would hold me against my will, keep me locked up just to satisfy your carnal desires?’ ‘Exactly,’ she said,.