“And tonight, I’ll finally finish her training. Isn’t that a nice present for her?” Lydia laughed. ——— Baby was excited. The two slaves had made her very pretty. They redid her braids, adding pink bows. They put fuck her in a body harness, which was pink and also had little bows on it. Her whore cunt had been waxed along with her body. Her nails had been painted, blowjob japan and her stockings ass had been cleaned out. Tight clamps were on her nipples and clit. Her custom plug was in, and a vibrating wand was strapped to her leg and on her clit. Daddy wanted her wet for him. She also had her pacifier in her mouth. As the word reached the slaves that Daddy would arrive soon, Baby was strapped to the St. Andrew’s Cross. Then, the asian other slaves left Baby alone as she waited for her Daddy. She didn’t wait long. When Daddy entered, he wore a dress shirt, slacks, and dress shoes. His sleeves were rolled up, and his strong arms were on display. Turning around, she greeted Daniel as he walked up with an asian embrace and a passionate kiss to match the one Alicia had just experience. With a tendril gliding over it's surface and along her ass crack we heard her pleading not to be raped. She maintained a small office with the necessary equipment for whatever blowjob task she had to do. He intuitively shoves his tongue deeper into her warm wet pussy, seeking her little joy knob. I shielded my eyes from the white light, and squinted, trying to discern the outline approaching me. The light faded around the angel, but her aura remained, beautiful and radiant like she was. Tentatively they would plan on the funerals/burial on Thursday (the 26th); the day after Christmas. Being the contradiction fuck that you are, in one breath you are telling me that you are not ready, japan being sensible, practical. I agreed and left. The backpack still on her back. The cock buried itself again, stockings she felt the janitor’s thighs meet her ass and her mind was washed clean again.