Grant?" Mary had made chocolate pudding, cooked She'd finished clearing the table as he'd taken anchor. "No."---------He'd only been in her bedroom on...ce before; to rally Ted as his wedding grew imminent.He caught sight of her as she slid out of the bathroom door, the light catching her in a direct flash. She was naked, white & gleaming, then just a shadow as Mary cut the light. She crossed quickly to the bedside & slid beneath the sheets & quilts."Hurry, Mr. Grant." Mary." Yes."She watched. It. Hessen was strict and quick with the whip. He never hit her real hard, but hard enough to get her attention. She had to ask his permission for every thing she did. She needed permission to sit at the dinner table and then permission to eat. After permission was granted she made sure she thanked him. Sometimes it was only a simple, "Thank you," and other time, depending on the situation, it became, "Thank you for using me for your pleasure." She also thanked him for every command he gave her. I decided to have a little fun with him so I rolled over onto my stomach and asked Deena to untie my bikini top so I wouldn’t get any tan lines. I watched her Daddy while she worked at my top. Every time her fingers grazed my back I bit my lower lip to stop myself from giggling at how turned on he looked. I rolled over onto my back so the sun could greet my pretty tits, my big teenage tits. I was already a 38D at 17. I was so turned on my nipples were already hard. He was still watching me. Jason sighed. He saved his latest changes to the journal index and shut down his computer. He dropped to his knees beside the bed and pulled out the Book.The gold inlaid eye peered at him from the leather cover. He sometimes expected it to come to life and swivel towards him, as if someone were still watching him as Melissa had done.Or judging him.His fingers curled into the leather and crinkled the pages. He had no worries about damaging the Book. It would repair whatever damage he did to it..