She didn't really understand the concept of a<em>'ball collar'</em>. She could only imagine it as him treating her father like a dog but hooking him up incorrectly with the collar. It didn't make much sense at all. "You'd still have to touch him to get it on him wouldn't you..?" She said as her lips curled. She liked the thought of her father being hurt, but Goose's methods sounded completely disgusting. "You wouldn't make me watch though would you...?" She said, as she had no desire to see any of the process. Blood she could take, but having to see her father's bare form again...<br/><br/>She shivered as the image haunted her mind. "I just want to see him bleed to death." She then said, being bolder in her desires now as she buried her nails into the sheets around them. So much so that there was a loud and sudden ripping noise. Though she didn't notice as soon his tongue was in her mouth. She squealed, her body scooting forward as she was startled by the penetration of her mouth.<br/><br/>Her wet pussy settled upon his cock head and she held her breath. Squirming back and forth as she felt it incidentally teasing her slit. She brought her hands away from the sheets and wrapped both of them around his face. As her mouth watered, she tried to control what he was doing, but only a bit. As she moaned loudly onto his tongue before opening her mouth. Leaving it hanging open just a little bit around his tongue as she let it slither along the inside of her mouth. She whimper as drool dribbled down her cheek from the way she held her mouth open. She watch what he was doing and felt her body heat up significantly.