"I do not consent tothis procedure!" Well, actually," Mr Tupples said as he walked up to the strugglingpile, "you're not really considered your own gu...ardian since you aren'tawakened, and it's kind of a social contract thing that came into effectwhen you moved into an area under their protection, more than anexplicit agreement between two parties. I can totally make a contractwith you, even if you don't agree, as long as THEY agree. Which they do!People without magic don't get a say!" Right,. “He-he...thanks!”She rinsed my hair of soap and put a towel on my head, then guided me over to a chair.“Would you like a cup of coffee or water?”“Water, please!”“Coming right up!” She went out back and came back with a bottle of water and an apron. She put the water down on the mirror table in front of me. She removed the towel, dried my hair and put the apron on me.“So what kinda hairstyle are you after? Modern or old school. Flashy or more discrete?”I looked at myself in the mirror and she. Then you took your dick in your hand and guided it into my throbbing hot pussy and begin to drive me to the point of madness by plunging it into me clear to the hilt, then nearly withdrawing it entirely, at which time my ass would follow as far as possible to prevent you for drawing your shaft out of me. All the while your hands were cradling my breasts, rubbing and squeezing. I could hear your balls slapping against my pussy with each drive of your rock-hard dick into my love hole. Being a. I thought to myself,?Self? Can you believe this bitch would hide this from me?! I decidedright then and there that I was done with you! Even before that firstblowjob, and your first load of cum!! I?m tired of you holding back, andhiding shit from me!! I think 25 on each side should teach you not tohide things from your Daddy!He was not Lenient with his strokes at all! He alternated, left, right,left, right, and I was in full blown tears by 15! At 20 he stopped! Ihoped and prayed that he was.