The incident so unnerved her that she bought a combat modified .45 automatic and practiced with it until she could blow the center out of a silhouette... target before her shell casings hit the ground.It was late November and the rains came to LA. This time of year they only last long enough to wash down the dirty streets and leave them slick and treacherous. Barbara arranged a late night meeting with a snitch and offered to pay well for information on a heroin shipment rumored to be sitting in. "that's right, Slut! Because you were a 'Bad Girl!', weren't you? Slut!" I insisted. "YES MASTER, I AM A 'BAD GIRL!' AND A SLUT, MASTER!" I could see a tear trickle down Kelly's face as she agreed with me. This brave new world was getting to her, I could tell. Taking a step forward and licking the tear off her cheek, I pronounced, "Yes Slut!, And now I'm going to have to double down on your punishment until morning, aren't I Slut?" "YES, MASTER! PUNISH THIS FITHY SLUT WITH YOUR COCK UNTIL. I'm going to help you get relief." He lifted her legs onto his shoulders as he moved closer.He slid his hand up her thigh until his thumbs reached her crotch. He pressed them against her crotch and gently pulled them apart, spreading her legs a bit more, but more importantly, spreading the flower of her slit and revealing her bright pink inner folds. He sighed at the beauty of it, and then he blew lightly. She jumped and giggled, "That tickles!"He slid his thumbs closer together and spread her. Now I know she did purr as I put my fingers in her pussy one by one.Sasha left me for a short time and came back with a bag she said she kept hidden in the attic. With her back to me, she stepped into a harness. She turned and came toward me with a red 8-inch dick. This was just too good! What pleasure I had with her slicing that thing into me from behind as we watched ourselves in the mirror. When she aimed the phallus at my butthole and paused, I gave her permission to enter. My dad's.