[Torch_Man]

His fingers started to caress my clit softly making me moan in delight while at the same moment I dreaded his next move.

“And who am I, baby? Tell me whose slut are you?”

I flinched but no slap came, instead three fat fingers entered my dripping slit making me moan in delight.

“You’re my son; I’m my son’s slut, my little boy’s fuck whore.”

“Good girl, that’s right, but you forgot one thing. I am also your master, I own every delectable inch of your sweet body. My slave’s body and my little slut has been naughty hasn’t she? You defied my order didn’t you?”

Fear made my pulse pound, I didn’t like the quiet controlled tone of his voice. All at once he sounded menacing, predatory, I felt completely possessed no longer in control of my destiny.

“Yes, I’m sorry master.”