" I splutter a "Yes Master" in reply. The room is silent for a long minute, then I feel the cold leather of Master's crop stroke across my arse. I ...stiffen. Master takes His time, stroking it slowly over my skin. He takes it away, there is a long pause, a swish of leather through air and then my arse is alive in pain. I ram my pelvis into the table, try to crawl my body along its surface to escape the blow but all I achieve is further pain to my breasts and abdomen. Master takes His time. I tried to reach for my cock to finish myself off, but he grabbed both my arms and pinned them to my side. I was being dominated and I fucking loved it.'Please fuck me, Daddy... I want you to pop my fucking cherry.' I was practically shouting at him now; it was too much. I needed to feel him inside me.He made his way over to his bedside cabinet where he pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom. He flipped me over and told me to get up on all fours. He gave my ass a nice little slap for good. You may simply tell me to do it, and I will obey. It makes me happy to serve and make others happy. Your father wished to make some things clear on this part,” she stopped talking.“Don’t make a mess just to see her clean it up! Don’t abuse your authority. I reserve the right to assign you the same chores if I catch you!” my Dad added.“I also have two requests, and I know it may be difficult for some of you,” Charity looked at Lindsay with an expression that suggested this would be easy for her.. Not embarrassing at all.”Mary laughed, “Are you sure she is not trying to get into your pants?” “She likes her men bigger.” “So, she knows how big you are?” “I mean bulkier,” I responded. “More muscles.”Mary nodded. “I’m not a fan of huge muscles, but these look fine to me,” she said, running her hands up my arms and back around my neck, before pulling me down for a kiss.It wasn’t a passionate kiss, but it was tender and sweet, and it took me by surprise.I must have looked as surprised as I.