It was after the prom party that we had a room in the hotel where some of our parents gave us a party.Neither of us had much experience in the fine ar...t of fornication. I had given him several hand jobs and once a blowjob. I had masturbated enough times that all was clear, that is, my passage way had long ago been unlocked. This time we were going "all the way." He was nervous. I was excited. The only thing he knew for sure was to bring condoms. His older brother supplied him with a packet of. "I have no idea," I replied, "I just woke up. Matt, I need to make a bathroom trip."After a second he said, "I do, too. I guess the lemonade has gone through us."We sat up and I started to reach for my jeans when Matt put his hand on my arm. "No, let's go as we are."Surprised, I said, "You mean naked?"He laughed and replied, "Sure. Why not? No one's around and it might be exciting. Oh, we should probably put on shoes."At his words the idea flashed through my mind. Why not, indeed? It did sound. I can feel daddys cock still hard rubbing up and down my ass all I can do is moan wishing, wanting this to happen.Then daddy slaps my ass I yelp he slaps me again growling in my ear "beg slut, I want you to tell me who you belong to, tell me what you want"I stay quiet knowing there no going back if I say the words if I tell daddy I'm his to use that I want him to fuck me, that I want him to come and use me when ever he wants, that I've spent years dreaming that this would happen.Daddy didn't. There hadn’t been any real forceful incidents, but there were a few times when one or two of the women would simply push her to her knees, or even make her lay down so they could sit on her face. On more than one occasion Gretchen had seen her slave being used in this manner and had made no comment about the way Nina was being treated. Nina simply accepted that she might have bruises on her breasts, or even bruised lips, and that was simply part of her new status as a full-time slave.By Friday,.