I do my make up painting my lips in red cocksucking lipstick the one that screams I'm a whore use my mouth. I paint my fingernails and toes bright bim...bo pink. I do my hair in two plaits like a little school girl and tie the ends with pink ribbon. It's almost 7 I give myself a quick enema and lube up and shove the plug in and go to the door and wait on my knees as daddy expects of his good slut. Daddy opens the front door and sees me waiting, he inspects me and once he is happy he puts a collar. Well, bare-breasted, anyway." Mom looked down and blushed."You don't want me to see them because they're bare-breasted? Mom, I'm twenty-two." I started to move again."Wait. It's just that, it's just...well, they're of me." Mom, they're just statues." I know, but still." Mom, I you let me check your breasts for lumps last night, the real ones, not replicas." I know but that's a medical thing. This is different." Ok," I put up my hands, relenting. Somehow, it didn't seem appropriate now to ask. She had been unsure at first but then thrilled by the heightened sensations and peters obvious added arousal. Was he goin to repeat the experince again this morning? She hoped so! She went to roll over to find peter , to put her arms around him , since recently moving in with him and his family it was something she thought she would never tire of waking to. She was pulled up sharply as she rolled , naughty peter he had clipped her left wrist again to the tether..further moving revealed her. How about a stroll around the garden while we think it through?” “Nice idea Ron. I fancy a holding a mug tea at the same time – would you like me to make you one?” “Yes please.” “I think,” said Ron as they walked around the area they were thinking of as a play area, “we need to plan your talk with Susan more carefully. Viv is single, living in London and she knows Greygarth as her home. I know Sue has been here but she doesn’t ‘know’ the house in the same way. We need to be able to show her.