We all agreed to his couple of rules and he stood and pulled his pants and underpants down and off at the same time.He wasn't a bad looking man, a lit...tle over weight, but not bad. His cock was probably about average, maybe five or six inches long, but it looked huge to us, and he didn't trim his pubic hair. We all were looking at each other, then his cock, all of us with big grins. His daughter asked us if we liked looking as much as she did and we all started nodding while staring.Her dad. That evening my wife called me from the bathroom. It was time to clean mychastity device. Fully clothed herself, she told me to undress and getinto the shower. Then I was told to fold my hands behind my head and notmove. Doing as I was told my excitement was growing. Finally somerelease! She produced the key for the chastity device from her pocket andunlocked my dick carefully. Taking the device over to the sink, shecleaned it thoroughly and brought it back. I was already hard and excitedby. I burst into tears again, ran past Richardand straight up to my bedroom.Except this wasn't my bedroom.It was the same size, shape and location as my bedroom, but this wasn'tMY bedroom.The blue carpet had been replaced with a fluffy, cream coloured carpet.The pale blue walls were now a pale pink and all of the furniture waswhite, except for my old wardrobe which was gone completely and had beenreplaced with a mirrored, sliding door type that took up an entire wall.My wargame models were still. Before reaching the places she meant, he lingered briefly at her belly. “Not my best feature,” she complained.“It’s perfect just like the rest of you, my gorgeous Greek goddess.”“Whatever you say, stud boy,” she smirked.“I’ll always be honest with you, Maria. Even if it doesn’t ever include being critical.”“If you were critical?” she murmured, the cloth touching her pussy lips.“Too rough?” he asked.“Perfect.”“How about you being too perfect?” Joe offered.“Isn’t that like saying you’re too much.