" "I'm not a slut Daddy, I don't let boys see my panties." Then why do you have slutty panties on?" "I...I don't know," Ashley stammered.Daddy moved...her so she was straddling his lap and looked her in the eye. "You need to learn what happens to sluts who wear slutty panties." Ashley looked confused and said "What do you mean?" Daddy grinned and said, "I think you know what I mean." He motioned to her growing breasts which where now sporting big nipples. "I think you like being a slut Ashley,. "Get over here, slut, I need a massage -- my dogs are killing me." Obediently I went to him, knelt and removed his socks. My nose wrinkled in distaste at the smell which only brought on an evil grin from him."What's the matter, slut? Don't like the smell of the man who owns your ass?" I didn't dare look up at him. I wasn't about to correct him, tell him that he was co-owner of this slut. I shrugged as I began work on his feet. "Did you make your phone calls, slut?" I was wishing he'd stop. Are you okay? Is there anything I can do to help you?" I asked in my best friendly voice."Only if you are a leprechaun, with a pot of gold!" she answered."Why, shoren I be Irish!" I joked, thinking of my wad of cash in my wallet. "How much green do you need?" Well, a few hundred would really help me out. Although I really can't take money from a stranger..." The way she said the last part led me to believe that if we weren't strangers, she'd accept the money in a flash. So I pushed my. She had a naughty plan for tonight and wasn’t sure how it was going to go. Nina may have been quiet and a book worm but she wasn’t a prude. She had sex with her last boyfriend and was incredibly open to trying new things. She had a high sex drive but because of her shyness she wasn’t really able put much use to it. She typically released most of her horniness out onto her bright pink vibrator. She loved her vibrator but after a while it just wasn’t enough. She wanted something more…life like..