Her mind was ticking through the possible list of scapegoats. Oddly enough, the first man she thought of was her father. She quickly reasoned that it ...was not a viable solution to their deception where she could seduce him and convince him that he had impregnated her. Something that she had no doubt she could do.He couldn’t marry her, and it would tear his marriage apart. She did find it odd that he was the first one that came to mind. She would have to think about that at a later date. As she. “Well, if you want me to take him off your hands, let me know.”Jennifer was not surprised in the least at Gretchen’s offer. In fact, she had a suspicion that Gretchen would make a pass at him whether or not she even had permission. Seeing it as a chance to get Niccolo to stop calling her, Jennifer stated, “Let me get his number for you.” She picked up her cell phone and looked up his number. Taking a sticky note, she wrote it down quickly. “Here you go, Gretchen. Have a field day.”Gretchen. "She left quietly.Miranda washed and lay down on the bed, her mind racing. She had already determined that in the morning she would try to find employment at one of the stores in town, at least until Tom was on his feet again. There would be bills to pay and she would do what she could to help. This was one way, perhaps the only way, she could convince Tom of her sincerity and desire to make amends.Eventually, fatigue overcame her and she drifted into sleep.The knock at the door was soft, but. You’re only good for one thing after all. What is it you’re good for again worm?” I loved hearing him degrade himself as he answered me“I am only good enough to be punished by you and the Master. To be your painslut and cum dump Mistress. Anything you choose to do is my honour to receive”Standing up, I place the sole of my boot onto the end of his flaccid penis, grinding down as I ask, “Pain like this you worthless worm?”He knew to stay still, hands behind his back as I stood my full weight on.