Every curve was accentuated in the fire light as you let the water fall over you, your hands sliding down your smooth skin getting every inch of you w...et.Closing your eyes you turn on the spot, leaning against the rough wall.for.support as the steam and hot water mixed for an therapeutic mix, allowing you to release all the tension that had been built up that day. Without looking you reached above your head and pulled down the shower wand. This was you’re your addition to the bathroom redo. You. After that first time, my world was changed. I began thinking about cock, dreaming about it, and wanting more. At that young age, everything is new and exciting. Thoughts of sex, in any form, made my heart race and my cock ache. My head swim and my body tingle. Not only did I want to be touched, but I wanted to touch again also. I could recount every moment of that first time, although forced, I later realized I loved it. The feeling of his warm, soft but firm flesh on my face and lips. The. He stood for a moment at the door, regarding me. I locked eyes with him and slowly began taking off my belt. Only after I’d dropped my jeans and was easing my boxers down did he back out, but I caught him licking his lips.He was right – everything I needed WAS in the room. I quickly stripped off all my clothes and folded them neatly. Hanging on a hook was a leather slave harness – the kind designed to restrict without covering much. After a few miss-starts I finally got it on and tightened it. Seeing my wife like this when I’d returned home the previous day, that would made sense, but my teenaged daughters ... I had absolutely no idea what to make of it.Just as startling, though, was how little the sight surprised me. Somehow, it felt absolutely right. These girls were mine. They were my daughters, and I was the head of the family.In the same way that I knew my wife was mine, and I was certain that the barely-dressed girl sitting in my car awaiting further instruction was mine, these.