My husband was in trouble because of his regressive thoughts. We thought a lot about resolving this issue but couldn't find a solution.I suddenly had ...an idea in my mind before going to bed at night, and I immediately told that idea to my husband. The idea was to get my daughter's identity and go to school. As I've said before, the two of us had a lot of similarities. My husband liked this idea so much, he asked me to do the whole preparation.At the same time, I went to my daughter's room,. "Put your hands up to the headboard like a good girl, or there will betrouble."I knew this meant the cuffs, and that i would not be able to touch hergloriously enhanced breasts. I also knew that it meant that she was goingto be paying a lot of attention to my needs, since i would be helpless.As I had two new intense needs attached to my chest, I had all the reasonin the world to play along, so I put my hands up to the headboard.Marissa, as I had guessed, secured me to rails in the headboard. I was expected topick up all the chores that dad did plus all my regular ones, I wasnow the man of the house. Thank god for the treehouse, it was my onesafe spot.Because I struggled after dad passed, My mother decided I was to goto a Christian camp for a couple of weeks. The camp was mostly forboys who were running off the rails or boys that were struggling and Iguess that was me. After dad passed I got really angry with the world,and I guess I turned into a bit of an angry sister hating smart. As she took a long drag she took out the vibrator and turned it off. She turned to me and said, "So what do you want to do now?" I responed, "Well, anything you want to do,but I haven't finished yet so it is up to you." As she finished her cigarette she got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom and stoped to say, "So are you going to follow me or not?" I jumped up and ran after her into the bathroom where she was already running some bath water. After the bath water was finished she.