Watch as she determinedly pumps your penis, and I watch, starry-eyed at your engorged member. I can only watch for so long however, and soon, I pull o...ff my shirt, only to caress my nipples as I watch you being pumped. I can see the beginning of slickness seep out of you, holy fuck I'm getting turned on watching. Amber can see she's having an effect on you, and you can't take your eyes off my perky boobs perky because of you!Amber quickens her pace. Rubbing you faster now, so entranced are. She seemed truly touched, and tears welled in her eyes. "John don't take this the wrong way... would you mind if I sometimes call you Daddy J? Um or Master" she could not meet my eyes as she made her humble request.She just nestled into me deeper, and held her breath. Beth was asking if I wanted to own her. She would be my property, my slave. Not my Girlfriend, or my lady--she wanted to be a thing that I abused and fuck. But I realized that I was committing myself to her--that I would have. I decided to follow him, the next time hewent missing. Next day I saw him talking to the Ship's Bosun and then walkoff with him , so I carefully followed them. After going through variouspassages they entered a door marked "Petty Officer's Mess" and closed thedoor behind them. I waited for about twenty minutes and as they didn't comeout. I decided to follow them inside and see what was happening. As I entered the room I saw six men including my brother sat round alarge table playing cards,. I had an excellent relationship with my parents calling them Ma and Pa even though I didn't grow up in the country. Home was the bustling town of Kansas City.I would shortly be moving into a condo in Crown Center a very high brow shopping center and home to my employer the world's biggest greeting card maker. My folks had their own condo in the same building ever since I went off to college, so I had gotten to know some of their neighbors. While they were mostly my parent's age or older there.