I could tell that it was so far in that you were not able to breathe. Yet you held it there, sucking, squeezing, embracing it lovingly with your mouth..., for what might have been a full minute.You began to pump your mouth up and down on my cock, using your lips and tongue to apply pressure. I could feel my balls tighten, and knew that my body was preparing to come. But it wasn’t at that point yet. You were also pumping the lower section of my cock with your hands, so that when my cock was in your. As I walked in our room my dick was semi erect and Andrea saw it. She walked over to me a pulled the towel from around my waist. She grabbed my dick and squeezed it hard while she asked why is your pee pee hard. Before I answered she released it and turned to her top drawer and took out her favorite chastity cage. This one has a very long catheter , it's designed for long wearing times and Andrea just loves how I don't like wearing it. She said come over here . I stood before her with my hands. Other fathers would have planned an event like last night. They would have done what you refused to do.” “I sure didn’t plan it. I almost got heart failure waking up next to you.” “Now, don’t get a heart attack on me, Dad. I don’t think I can lose two parents in a few months like that.” “Don’t worry, Sweetheart. I want to stay alive.” “If you want to stay alive, Dad, I wish you wouldn’t stop at bars on the way home from work every night. When Mom died I took over. Angela was definitely Mistress Nadia's "favorite" slave, just as I was definitely Master Tyler's favorite. This was probably because of who I had been before, but I couldn't help but fantasize that it may have had something to do with my skills and how well I pleased my master. He had chosen me to be his secretary and he loved showing me off at work, both to clients and fellow employees. I was his trophy, the remaining shell of his greatest enemy. But he was my master, a god. More than a god,.