It came about innocently enough, when Amanda asked her father if he was ready for his sponge bath. He was usually bathed by the home help worker every... other day, but Amanda wanted him to be comfortable on the weekend, so she sometimes bathed him. Now that she could communicate with him, though, she asked first. With the bags she determined that he did want a bath so she pushed him to his room.Getting him in bed wasn’t as hard as she had thought it would be. He could stand on his good leg,. He had spent many a happy year dressing up in his sisters clothes. Revelling in the feel of her party and going out dresses, excited by the short hems and how they forced him to sit demurely down, legs crossed. Occasionally he would part his legs, knowing that the shortness of the skirts would reveal his panty covered crotch to view. He imagined that he was at a pub or a club, that there were others watching him. He loved how, if he was wearing stockings, that when he bent over, hems would rise. She was built more heavily than the others. She looked like she was finding it hard work. On the other hand, thought Freddie, she looks like she could do with the exercise.Bethany strode forward into the middle of the cleared area. "This is the site we're going to be digging," she said."Doesn't look much to me," said Freddie."No," said Bethany with a worried look. "And to be honest I'm not sure it does to me right now. The resistivity survey hasn't been much use. Looking for rocks in a rocky. Obviously, the main thing holding her on the dolphin were the prongs in her cunt and ass, so the extra chain didn’t seem to do much. I wondered why they didn’t just use a short chain to hang the sign between her tits.My dolphin was number seven, so I got to watch six other slaves get impaled before me. The twins were almost gentle about it, so I wasn’t too worried. A thought formed in my mind that if they hurt me, I was going to kick them in the nuts. I wouldn’t have done it, but I get thoughts.