"Yeah, you know, 'cause of what I did..." Mark looked at Sara and saw on her face a look of puzzlement, "... on you." Oh Mark, I'm the one who should ...apology. I mean, after acting like a total spastic in your room, and scaring you like that." So... you weren't mad at me for coming into your room?" Sara was looking down at her hands as they held tightly to the soda can."No." ... Or for what I did... all over?"Sara began to grow a nervous grin as she continued to stare down at her hands."No.". He bent and lightly licked the very tip of the nipple and then let his tongue make a circle around it. He kept this up until she moaned and then he let his lips close around the nipple and he sucked it hard and deep into his mouth. At the touch of her nipple she got that tingly feeling again and she squeezed her legs tight together and grabbed his head between her hands. She quivered as his tongue circled her nipple sending shock waves through her. Then she remember the feeling and a moan. “Yes sir!” she said weakly.“LOUDER SLUT!!” he bellowed, slapping her harder.“YES SIR! YES SIR! YES SIR!” she screamed, choking back tears.“That’s better.”“Daddy…” she mumbled, “what if I get pregnant?”Hank chuckled. “That’s the point.” He grinned.Rebecca fainted.The next morning she woke up to find herself handcuffed to her bed. She looked down to see her sheets were covered with blood from when her father had torn through her hymen. She tried to sit up, but realized her feet were chained to. It was appointed quite nicelywith a conversation pit containing two sofas a coffee table and tworecliners. There was also a wet bar, fireplace and pool table. Erotic artcovered the walls except one that had full d****s. By now J had removed herblouse and was reclining on a sofa wearing only a shelf bra, that displayedher magnificent teats, white satin garter belt, stockings and her calf highboots. Her cock was at full attention letting me know that she was notentirely displeased with my.