I was grinning from ear to ear as he led me to his truck and starting the engine we drove away from the house.“Where are we going daddy?” I asked ...“Wait and see baby” he replied winking at me.As we drove, the plug in my pussy kept me excited and I learned to love the bumps in the road. I closed my eyes and shuddered when Uncle Bob hit a pot hole in the road and I bounced in the seat next to him. When I opened my eyes he was grinning at me and he made sure to hit every bump and hole in the road. His mother didn’t look too surprised then nor did she act out like the way she did now. Her expression at the medical center was as placid as a summer’s breeze after the doctor shared the news. Maybe she held it all inside, but something told Claude that the wounds between his parents went deep and that maybe Phyllis’ tears were ones of joy and relief and not bereavement. Maybe she cried because she no longer had to put up with her husband’s austerity or his high standards. Now that he was dead. James was only a c***d but even as a c***d, he desired to be dominated by a woman. He did not seek this out. He had never viewed pornography or read any FemDom literature. He was an innocent boy, yet the desire to submit to the female gender was birthed within him and found its expressions through this dream. Peter Pan was played many times by women on both television and the stage. Sandy Duncan played Peter Pan for years. Red hair represents. I got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was a surveillance camera in the girl's bathroom, and after a moment it showed me walking in, looking around, and closing myself in a stall. She continued speaking as it showed me starting to rub my pussy."You realize that rule violations such as this cannot go unpunished. We installed cameras in the restrooms to make sure you didn't get away with this type behavior."Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all. "Does this mean I'm going to.