.. CRACK!A second scream echoed round the room, perhaps an octave higher than the previous one, as a second stripe appeared on the unfortunate woman's... arse. The Emir took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows, but the Prince did not notice. Dropping the riding crop, he thrust brutally into the woman's vagina, eliciting another scream from that unfortunate, then withdrew immediately. Ignoring the ceremonial cloth proffered by the Chief Eunuch, he used her white chiffon smock to wipe his weapon. Nothing in the room had changed, but I could tell that Daddy wasn't there anymore. Sometimes I wondered if I was going crazy, or if he was the product of my imagination in response to some emotional need. It was true what I told him, that lately I was having feelings that I couldn't process appropriately. I was starting to crave that forbidden sexual relationship that I had enjoyed with him all those years ago. But he was gone now, and I couldn't have that anymore.Up until he had died, starting. Jeff wouldn't hear of going out for some fun during finals despite the fact that he didn't seem to be working very hard himself. He actually read a few novels instead of devoting all of his time to his courses.I thought it was rude, almost flaunting in my face how easy it was for him. But he was available whenever I needed any help so I let him off the hook.During breaks I tried to pump him for information about his family."Are there any utensils Sam has always craved and not been able to get?. Maybe it was the slow buildup, his teasing her as she lay there, the darkness of the blindfold making it as if she had no choice but to submit to him, laying there unable to know what he was doing until she felt it. She let her tongue run over the head, feeling it jerk, her lips tightening on it, holding it firm. Her tongue continued to explore the hot flesh, running over the head, feeling it leak out when she ran across the slit, tasting his juices. The taste seemed to grow on her, the thought.