She strained at the padded handcuffs that bound her to the headpiece of the bed, and her eyes bulged into the dark vision under the blindfold. Then, s...he heard, it seemed from far away, George’s sonorous, for her so captivating voice: -“Will I hear a number from you, or already ‘Red’. I’ll expect more from my Sub. Sascha once, after having sinned - oh she sinned badly that night - reached an eight with this cane.”While he talked, George slowly drew the length of the bamboo stick through the lips. I looked up, and I could see his balls just hanging there. I wanted to lick ‘em.”Giggle. “He loves that. When I catch ‘im all soft, I can do that and ‘boingggg!’ So I know he likes that.”“I wanted to crawl over there and just DO it. Put my head in his lap and slurp ‘im up. Like that game you told me about.”“We’ll play that game,” I said. “But we gotta do this right. We can’t push him too fast. He has to get over the idea that you’re totally his daughter and understand I’m good with us sharing. And boy he hit me up every time and damn straight I went to him on a regular. After a few time letting him suck me dry I didn’t ask him I told him I wanted to suck him off a bit. He was surprised but willing, so I got on my knees and he slowly showed me what kind of tool he was caring and damn he had a nice thick, juicy, and big cock. And I hesitated for a second thanking am I gonna be able fit that sick in my mouth. honestly at first I couldn’t fit all of that big dick of his in my mouth but. “Okay, buster, you’ve had your fun. Now, get me a real outfit!”He ended up getting her a doeskin shirt that had built in cups for the breasts to go in, but didn’t amount to a bra. That’s because the back was all held together by strings, that basically showed a bare back. The dark maroon skirt went to just above the knee, but the hem was weighted so that if she spun, it would rise and show whatever she was wearing under it. He didn’t tell her that part. He kept the hat and boots, though. They.