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Chapter 55 by amon_Baal amon_Baal

“What is the Emily Welcombe treatment?” I asked.

Experimental body modification.

“Emily Welcombe was one of our slaves,” Dad slapped my arse to get me to start riding him again. “We took her body modification a little further than others.” He ground his hips up pushing his cockhead against my cervix. “Injections of hormones, extra tattoos and piercings. Surgery.”

I was shuddering at his words, “We will see, some hormones might help fill your tits out, so you might not need surgery there. Though Emily did have a second pair grafted on,” I collapsed in a screaming heap onto of my father. He wasted no time in slapping me hard on my arse, “keep going little miss or I will put fishing hooks through your tits and string them to the ceiling so you can’t lie down.”

I sat back up still cumming, creaming all over his cock. “The tit grafts were one of Duggan’s ideas, we’ll see what he has for you, maybe discuss it at a group meeting while you service us.” I came again, I didn’t know what I had signed up for but was loving the insinuation.

As I was coming down from my high there was a knock at the door. “Answer it slut, it will be Peter, and be nice.”

I climbed off my father’s cock and stumbled towards the door, my legs were like jelly.

I opened to door naked, covered in a sheen of sweat and smelling like a week’s worth of sex. “Sir.” I said as I saw the man behind the door, he was an older gentleman, not unattractive.

He stepped inside and looked me up and down, “Well, I can see the family resemblance to your mother.” He walked into the living room where my father was lounging with a drink. “Are you sure you can Welcombe your own daughter? I mean I assume that is your intentions with the clauses.” As he was saying this, he placed his briefcase down and started removing his clothes, I licked my lips in preparation.

“Oh I am going to relish this, and still wondering if I should keep her breeding to myself, or give her to Jethro to breed.”

I knelt in front of the lawyer as he opened his briefcase and pulled out a fairly sizable contract. “Do you consent to giving me a blowjob while I take you through the contract?” He asked me, obviously much more careful than my father.

Do I consent?

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