" Doesn't that amount to treason?" Yes, your Majesty!" You know the penalty for that, don't you?" Yes, Sire! Death!" Well, you are going to suffer a l...ittle torture before death." Spare me, Sire." No! You shall be chastised before suffering death by fucking." Spare me, Sire." No! Prepare to meet your doom."This was met not with a wail of terror but a snort of laughter. I was having trouble controlling myself from laughing too at this ridiculous pantomime.I gave her a light but noisy smack on her. Have a seat and I'll bring you some coffee." Thanks, smells great baby," I answered with an uneasy smile, and plopped myself down uncomfortably in my usual spot across from my daughter. We made brief eye contact but sat in silence as we both waited for my wife to deliver our morning meal. Along with my eggs and bacon, Sandy handed me the morning paper, which I eagerly grabbed and pretended to read to shield my face in shame from my daughter's innocent eyes.As we ate, my wife and daughter made. I told him my ass was visited by more black men than he could think off. I did tell him that he wasn’t up to their level and I needed to be fucked soon and on a regular basis. To my own surprise, he agreed to let me fuck black men, on condition that he would be present in the same room or at least drive me to their place. I was relieved that he was okay with me going back to my own lifestyle of hunting black cocks for my ass. I did warn him that I was not just looking necessary for a one-time. This time it isn't about rejection though, this time it's for my life.I ask her what the hell she expects. She explains that he doesn't want to participate, he just wants to watch, if it's okay with me, if not, I have to leave. Those are the rules and now, knowing them, it's also my decision to make about whether or not I want to stay.She gets on her knees on the bed and rubs her hands over those beautiful tits and asks if I'm staying.I look at the door and I smile. I walk over to her on the.