? She then ordered Julie to turn around.?Look.? Kate directed her father’s attention to a mark on Julie’s buttocks.Eric reluctantly edged in to ...ake a look, and promptly retreated. ?So she has a tattoo.?Kate shook her head. ?It’s not a tattoo. It’s a brand, marking her as chattel.??Are you telling me my father branded a young woman?!? His derisive tone attempted to mock his daughter and end this awkward situation.?No granddad didn’t. As I said, he purchased her. She has been a slave. . “Maybe sir we should look to transfer some of that energy sir” she continued and I could see her getting up off her knees, she stood in front of me and looked down at my naked body and in particular my stiff throbbing erection, “Mmm, lets see” she sighed with a naughty look in her eye and pulled off her sports bra, OMG her little 32a’s looked perky and the nipples were stiff as bullets.She bit her bottom lip as she put her fingers inside the waistband of her panties and very seductively. "Get your shit together people and clean up this pig sty" Sgt. Morales yelled, "I want you back from the mess hall by 0600. It's a two-hour march to the range and I intend to have your asses there by 0800. Now move it!"The day was a long one for Teresa Moore. A two-hour march to the range, hours spent pulling and marking targets, and then firing from the prone, standing, sitting and kneeling positions at known distance targets. Then, because she had pissed one of the noncoms off she had to. . .uhhhhh!!" she shrieked, moaning as fast as she could suck in breath. I let out a guttural groan as I began to shoot my cum inside her sweet ass, filling her up with the slick white sperm.We walked back to her house on shaky legs. We kissed passionately goodbye and she sneaked up the back steps of her home. I looked after her retreating figure with confusion. Did I feel something else amidst the burning embers of lust? Somthing that was a little more special? Who knew? And I was beat. I went.