My outfit right now is my red lace bra that’s making my 36 C’s look extra plump with my matching red lace crotch less panties, which Rock picked o...ut. He steps in and closes the door and we go upstairs to the living room. “Come here Jana.” I smile and get in his face. Close enough to lick his lip. He smiles and as he looks at me, he puts his hand in the crotch less part of my panties, where he finds my clit. “You know this is mine right Jana.” I nod, knowing better not to speak unless he. Daddy has quite a deep voice which is comforting but very direct at the same time. He told me straight away to strip naked and present my clothes to him in a folded pile. I stood there in his hallway vulnerable to this man I barely knew and he is holding all my belongings. He put them into a cupboard by the door and said “When you are in my home you are naked unless I say otherwise. You will call me daddy, ask my permission to do anything and obey my every word”. I can recall only being able to. He let his tongue float down my stomach, unsure of what to do in this rendezvous, I stayed still. He pulled himself from beneath me and let his hands slid across my breaths… lingering across my nipples. His pressure forces me downward and I collapse underneath his weight and smiled within. Suddenly I feel a hard urgency against my warm opening. First to the smaller and less welcoming and his need and mine grow greater. He forces his way inside of me, lifting my body tight against him, I moan in. “Would you like to try?”Would I???? Of course I would! I could already feel a stirring in my panties. I nodded, meekly, though… still unsure of all of this.“If you would like to try, the correct answer would be ‘Yes, Ma’am’,” she told me. I tried to say it, but my voice cracked. I tried again.“Yes, Ma’am,” I finally managed to say.“Good girl,” she said quietly. “I’ll teach you to be a good little slut girl.” She gave my crotch a hard squeeze, then took her hand away. “Let’s start with letting.