. . . I doubt that I will tire of him soon. I look forward to spending time with him. . . . You are just the right one to keep him in line.... Hi again Baby; Mrs. Patron is refilling our glasses. Have you worn your new nightgowns for Legal Counsel yet? . . . Oh yes, I am wearing the pink now. . . . And how did he like seeing you wearing pink? . . . He loves the pink; I am still holding out on the cream colored one. . . . Does loves mean he is beside. But it was too late for my dignity. My prick had already begun to respond to this beautiful nude nymph strutting around in front of me. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, just like the girls in the magazine. It made my mouth water to look at.“Why? I’m just your daughter. You see me in a bikini all the time.” It was true only my dick sometimes perked up then too! “Are you ashamed of me, Daddy? Couldn’t I be in this magazine?” She pressed up against me, her full naked length hot against my body, my. Her hot snatch was right above his pulsing dick when she asked, “Shouldn’t you wear a condom?”Ben laughed and pulled her onto him, lifting his hips off the ground at the same time. She let out a moan of shock when as he penetrated her wetness. His dick only got so far until he had to lift her back up and settle her down on his cock again. Her eyes were closed and she had a grimace on her face. Ben took his hands off her and let her take control. After the initial pain subsided she went down. Care should be taken with custom commands as poorly worded or conflicting commands could compromise the slave’s mental health.”Vito brought up the description of the two scripts.Jack looked at the projection on the wall. “Genius, pure genius. Though, what stops a slave given the stick script from committing suicide?”“The no escape clause. Suicide would be a form of escape.”Vito closed the descriptions of the base script, left the default choice of the carrot script alone and skipped past the.