I took solace in the fact that she would let me know exactly how she should be treated, much like in the authoritive and forceful way she told me what... she expected form me in the pictures we had previously exchanged.I reached the door to the green room took one deep breath and entered, she was sitting on a sofer at the far end of the room, her skirt lifted high on her thigh, her shirt unbottened provocatively low so that it revealed the tops of her breasts neatly ordained with a silver trinket. Making you a master of seduction with no combat skills in a fighting anime, turning you into a wizard in an otherwise hard sci fi setting, giving you a harem of thirty-five devoted but normal women with no survival skills in a zombie apocalypse, and making you functionally immortal while sending you to the French Revolution are all on the table. Your overseer will determine which bindings you have; if any.This build is subject to change at any time, but as a courtesy you will be informed 1-24. .." he continued half-heartly.I could see that dad wanted to speak more, but stoped."Oh, come on daddy! It's just me, your little girl, what's wrong with me dressing confortably in front of you?"I walked to him and stradled his lap, face to face with my father. I lowered my crotch to his, feeling his half hard cock touching my slit through the sheer clothes we both were using. When my hands went to his shoulders, the straps of my top already were on my arms. I needed my years of practice to do. I stood in front of the mirror, turning around, check- ing out my ass and the way quite a bit of the area of my ass was showing, when my bedroom door opened. Gina, stood there, the she walked into the room, carrying her purse. “I’m going down to the market,” she started to say, “and I was wondering if you wanted me to get you a big soda.” Then, she stopped and looked at me. Her gaze moved from my lower thighs, all the way up to my chest, and then back down to my.