Instead of calling 9-1-1, she came to get me. I grabbed my towel and ran upstairs. When I saw Chrissy, I checked to make sure she was breathing, which... she was, and then I called 9-1-1. The fire department was at the house in about six minutes, though the first police officer was at the house about three minutes after my call. He was on patrol on Hyde Park Boulevard, so it took him less than a minute to get to the house once he got the call.”“And the rest of the cops?”“Once the paramedics told. "Oh hi Curtis," I said to let Cindy know it wasn't her mother."Sure, when would you like to toss the ball around?" I asked Curtis and saw Cindy shaking her head."Sorry Curtis, tomorrow's out. I have company this weekend. Anyway, there's snow on the ground." Cindy nodded her agreement with how I was handling the call."That sounds good. Maybe the weather will be better next weekend," I said, watching Cindy frown her objection."Okay, see you then. Say hello to your mom for me. So long." The little. Her pussy was already wet when I went to remove her panties.Then I put her on her stomach and tied her hands together at the wrist and the elbow. I then tied one end to the bed post. Then I made her sit in doggy style and tied her ankles and her knees. I had seen a woman being dominated like this in a porn and had always wanted to try this. Finally, I had my own bitch. Reena Chachi was barely able to understand what was going on. She had just managed to catch her breath. I knew she would scream. I was shocked into silence, even for my asshole father this was over the top. I looked at the five empty beer bottles beside his chair and shuddered, it was going to be another long night before I could escape to my room. My male parent is not exactly a father figure I could be proud of. He is a bitter alcoholic cripple, trapped in a wheel chair unless my brother and I wrestled him to bed. He lost his legs above the knees in a subway accident so we lived off a small insurance pension, most.