Old, when I first saw my dad naked. I had walked in the bathroom as he was reaching for the towel as he got out of the shower. I could recall how lo...ng and thick he was. It freaked me out at the time, but when mom and I moved out shortly after that day, I knew I would never see that again. I leaned up next to my car and watched him discuss business, while I day dreamed about touching and seeing his big dick again. I know that it sounds nasty to dream of my dads dick, but I just can't help. Instead of hands, she only had useless rubber balloons on her arms. They were not even good to touch. Her cuffs remained, but the chains were shortened to ten centimeters (4 inches) each.Her corset was exchanged for an even tighter one, forcing her to breathe even shallower. She was also given a neck corset and could no longer move her head. Finally she was finished and was taken to a prepared cell. Here her collar was attached to a chain hanging from the ceiling and her arms and legs were. "No, baby, and please don't tell here about it... please... I'll do whatever you want, just don't ever mention this to your mom or anything else. This can be our little secret, right? Maybe you could even just forget it ever happened?" I was pleading with her, desperate to keep my wife from finding out. I didn't even notice that as she looked at me, helpless and restrained on the bed, my cock had now reached its fully erect state and was clearly throbbing. I didn't notice, but she did. "Daddy,. .. The faint sound of the door buzzer in the next apartment interrupted her thoughts. Momentarily, Carol enjoyed the thrill of excitement rippling upward over her naked curves beneath the housecoat. It was like a movie or TV play, and she was the secret agent! And it was for real, too, for the department was going to pay for her, Mark had said. But it was so simple, and hardly dangerous, she thought, gliding toward her front door and silently opening it to catch a quick glimpse of the teenage.