I put another small dab on the nozzle and worked it in ever so slowly. Once inserted, I released the water. She whined a little as it started to fill ...her little belly. I rubbed her tummy and calmed her verbally, telling her it would be over soon. "You're such a good little girl, Precious. Daddy is so proud of you, " and so on. "Daddy just wants his baby girl to be clean inside and out, OK?" "OK, Daddy, " she grunted as she was nearing the end of the bag. When it was empty I said, "Now Daddy is. He offered it to me at 60% of what he would have asked, and I offered to take a three year lease at that rate, and he took it. With my help, it was done in three weeks, and I have a great place at bargain basement prices." So you're....good with your hands?" I ask with a coy smile."Very." He's holding a remote and he pushes a button and sound flows out of hidden speakers. It's Fred Astaire and "Cheek to Cheek". We'd danced to a different version of it two weeks before, but this is the original,. ” What! I’m not a girl, I’m not dressing as a waitress!” I exclaimed. “Yes you are darling. Don’t worry, you’ll look wonderful and gorgeous.” She didn’t even wait for my reply. There was that control-thing of hers again. “My beautician and her assistant is still here and they’ll have you ready in no time.” And with that she breezed out of the room and left me with her beauticians. Then things moved fast. I had no control over it. My clothes were whipped off, lotions applied to my body, rushed. Sometimes it might be for punishment. Today, though,I wanted to give you an idea of, if you will, the full gamut of fun andgames a sissy and owner might have. You have sampled pain andconfinement, love and kisses, and now you will have a sample ofservitude. It?s really as simple as that.With that, I was turned around, and marched down the hall to the masterbedroom. Once inside, I could see Daddy standing beside the bed,wearing a kimono. I was pushed down to me knees, and Daddy shruggedoff.