I set it on the floor and he sat down and motioned me over. There is something so comforting in going over Daddy’s knee. I could never hope to expl...ain it to my vanilla friends, but as much as I sometimes regret the pain and always regret disappointing Daddy, I feel a rush of relief resting on Daddy’s lap before he spanks me. His strong legs support me and when he draws me close to him I know that for the next little while I am going to be exactly where I am supposed to be. Daddy rested the. I answered the phone; it was my father. He told me that Julie would be back later and that she was still in bed after an exhausting night. With that he hung up. I hung up and carried on drinking my coffee. I had a knot in my stomach all morning and decided to go on the pc. I logged on and had email waiting for me. I opened my inbox and opened the email from my father. It had a lot of attachments and a small letter. The email was written by my wife and said; I love you to bits and always want to. Last night she'd lain awake at midnight, sure he'd sneak into her room. As she'd lay there thinking of him, her hand had unconsciously slipped into her panties, her fingers finding her clit. She'd had to slip one into her wet slit and bring herself to orgasm to be able to sleep. And now, less than eight hours later, she was halfway up a mountain, about to cum with his big dick deep inside her. She'd bounced on his cock only half a dozen times when she tipped over the edge. Groaning, tensing,. I called both both my slaves & told them that Cindy wanted to learn how to be a slave like them & they were to help her with questions she may have & to explain further what they do & how they behave as slaves.While we were chatting, diana walked up to us & asked if Cindy could start off on learning now, I looked at Sam he said "He was okay if I was" So I nodded yes. The girls were explaining that when they talk to me or ask me anything its with Sir & that she would need to start off by.