Anne let go of Billy's hand, confused and irritated. She went to the sliding doors and called Philippa. The young servant came quickly and stood blink...ing at her."How many letters did I give you to be sent to Mr. Fields?" the girl asked, angry and curious. "You know, folded and sealed with red wax." Mister who?" Philippa blinked."Him, Billy." Anne pointed.Philippa shook her head. "I dunno. Lots a'letters. I can't read, Miss Anne," she lied."What did you do with them, the letters I gave you to. This is Tracey. Anyone who does NOT use and abuse her, is not welcome back to any of my famous parties!” he announced, throwing Tracey onto the floor.It took less than ten seconds for, of all things, two lesbian dykes [ Bobbie and Barb] to grab her by the hair and lay her down on the wooden floor. One started sucking her pussy whilst the other took off her panties and lowered herself onto GT’s face and demanded that she lick her clitty.Tracey had no choice but to obey [the fear of being. .. he grins, and that’s the last thing I see, because he reaches down and fits the belt over my eyes. I feel the thick leather, cool and oddly comforting, and a slight pressure as he tightens the loop of leather. It turns me on, and I feel a sudden, heavy pressure between my legs. My blood pulses and my clit throbs. “Daddy...” I whisper, desperate to get fucked now, and Daddy replies in his quiet, scary way, “Daddy’s going to fuck your little pussy, baby...” and there’s the rubbery smell of a. It was pretty obvious, though, that we liked each other and would have been all over each other if we’d been single. I even told him about a fantasy I had. If I ever quit my job, I’d decided that I wanted to show him how I truly felt before I left. ‘I’d pull you into my office, push you against the wall, and kiss the hell out of you.’ He seemed to like hearing that. (Hell, who wouldn’t want to hear that from someone they were attracted to?!) One day I told him about a couple I know that have an.