"What's wrong, babe?" No response. "Honey, I'm sorry about last night." Still no response. I admit I freaked out and decided to go to her work early, ...ithout fully dressing. I was in my sandals, pajamas, and a t-shirt. I hopped in the car and was there in less than fifteen minutes. She still hadn't responded. I looked in the parking lot of her bank. She was the branch manager at a local credit union office. She had her own office and desk. The office was modeled after the CEO's new 'open door'. We'll have two sets of rules: One for when daddy is at home, and another one when he is not"When Daddy is NOT at home:1- You are going to start every morning naked, until I tell you what to wear2- You are going to suck me every morning3- You are going to refer to me as "Master"4- You are going to obey my commands immediately, with no hesitation, and no questioning5- You are going to refer to yourself in third person and as "This slave" or "This slut", no names allowed6- Whenever you don't have. Sylvia's pussy was wet and surprisingly tight, which felt amazing as her vaginal muscles gripped my cock. Paul came from behind and started forcing himself inside her ass. He was rather thick and Sylvia did try to complain.“No, not there...”I silenced her by kissing her deeply, fighting her tongue with mine. “Just relax, baby...” Paul said and with a victorious groan, he slid inside. “Aaaaah, god, you're so tight.”Her initial tears were washed away in a few moments. She started taking it and. The archipelago was too far off any shippinglanes to be of use. There were no natural resources to exploit, and the locationhad no strategic or military significance. What it did offer was isolation.The largest island, Isla Del Sur, had enough land and fresh water to supporta settlement. The businessman knew of many dissident groups looking for someremote area to colonize and escape repression in modern Victorian society.He had bought the location purely on speculation and did manage a modest.