Leaning down to her ear I whispered, “You’re Daddy’s nasty girl now.”The tightness of her back passage was phenomenal. I was taking full strok...es now as she whimpered beneath me. I had never felt so erect and needing to dominate before. Again, and again I slid in and out of her ass. With each stroke I got closer and closer to emptying my ball sack.I felt movement under me and her hips raising up. She had begun fingering her pussy. I could feel her fingers push deep into her honey hole. They were. Moments of anger and doubt. I often wondered ifmy nature was truly submissive or if I was merely playing at something beyondmy understanding. Did my ultimate pleasure lie in totally pleasing another?At times, I found myself rebelling against the subjugation of my individualityand uncomfortable with the feeling of being absorbed by a stronger will. Needlessto say, these displays of willfulness displeased my Master. I was unhappy aswell. It was a situation that demanded resolution. I was told. My organization needs to send a message. It has to be a serious message. One dead relative would not be enough. Your choice is this: either you will kill your two oldest daughters or we will kill all five of them. Their deaths will be filmed as well abd the movies, again, will be sold on the black market." "But why?" Alanna sighed. "I just told you. A message needs to be sent. It also does not hurt that the profits from the sales will cover most of your husband's. I rolled a bit to the right onto the bed to have greater access to her gorgeous body. I looked down her length over the champagne sized breasts with inch long nipples straining in erotic excitement over her belly, to the short trimmed pubic hair and the top of her vagina in view. Swinging my face to hers I smiled, she smiled back and then our mouths joined in the continuation of the long passionate kiss we had ended moments before. Our tongues danced and my left hand roamed her body, feeling.