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  • “No, it will be a case of jumping in at the deep end. She’ll be mortified at the time but an hour later she’ll wonder what on earth she was worried about. ” I replied. Tim smiled, probably realising what I was planning. The following evening Ryan and I arrived at Daisy’s parent house and were introduced to them. I was wearing a coat so they couldn’t tell that I was naked underneath. I couldn’t help but compare them to my own parents that I haven’t now seen for quite a few years. We loaded Daisy’s cases into the car and set off. “So Daisy, how does it feel to be escaping after all these years?” Ryan asked. “Good and bad; I’m going to miss them but I think that I’m ready for my new life.” “You’re bound to miss them, but you can go back and visit them you know. You don’t have to throw away all your clothes, only the ones that you’ll never wear again.” “Like knickers and bras you mean Ryan.” Daisy replied. “Yes, you won’t need those any more. Your breasts are young and a nice small size so you’ll never have to support them, and your pussy is beautiful so it would be a crime to hide it.” “Stop it Ryan,” I said, “you’re making the poor girl blush.” “No it’s okay Tanya,” Daisy replied, “I guess that I’ve got to get used to comments like that.” “They weren’t comments, they were compliments Daisy.” Ryan said, “Has Tanya told you about our house rule?” “No, what’s that?” “That all females have to be naked at all times.” “Shit, is there any grace period for new residents?” She seemed to be learning quickly and working hard, but I still decided to raise the speed of the vibration in her buttplug anyways. A dangerous thing, Most High. I decided to test waters. They’re mean to me. Always calling me no boobs Tessa. Maybe. I wouldn't care about the rules. "And you have an amazing cock, Mr. Mugabe," she replied. If they’re too stupid to figure out they’re being played then I’m not gonna do it for them. In a second, she was between my thighs, her delicate fingers rubbing at my pussy. “That was so fucking good Rob. FJ resembled him a little except Mr. Giovanni was bald, and kinda plump with a beer gut, but he was an enormous man. He was a couple inches taller than FJ, and everything about him was big. Still holding one hand to his head, he lowered his eyes and walked through the shop to the storeroom. It was a risk that needed to be taken. “Poor daddykins…” My stomach writhed with excitement. Seth suggested as he hit the ass and back of his victim several times. "Oh, hell, honey.