I have had such a daddy thing for you like forever!" A dim memory of a student review echoed the fact that Lauren's parents had long ago divorced and ...the father had been out of her life since. "I used to dream that you were my daddy, Mister Heller, and..." A wicked smile spread over her face as she continued, "And then, I dreamed you were my daddy fucking me and that you were my daddy-teacher lover fucking his naughty, cheerleader daughter and I used to cum so hard imagining that." She was. Patsy takes the bait. “What? What?”Denise is too anxious to stop and explain. Her mind is still riding that high, chasing that thrill. She even can't be bothered to remind Patsy that their parents would kill her if they came home from their trip and found the house in a wreck. It was her older step-sister’s idea to hold the party, so she’ll own any ensuing collateral damage. Besides, Denise had moved out her own a year ago.Primal instincts and action will define Denise’s night. It’s no longer. She often wondered why her ankles weren't hobbled by chain, except that the five-inch heels already imposed a disciple upon her that make every step a cautious exercise."Do you enjoy wearing cuffs?" asked Andrea."Yes, Mistress," answered Janet.Attaching a leash to Janet's collar, Andrea led Janet out through the dungeons back to the elevator. She paused to unlock the harness around her waist, leaving the harness near the instruments that she had used tonight."I have to clean them before Erica. It was such a strange sight seeing the four of them walking from the car to the house. It felt surreal. I opened the door for them, waiting patiently and closing it behind them.Vince looked around the room. Partially empty boxes showed signs of progress, but I clearly had a lot of work ahead of me still.“Not a bad start, maid.”Vince was clearly in good spirits, having just enjoyed relaxing with my wife and kids as I worked to put his belongings where mine used to be. I sighed softly in.