Tom walkedover to one of the cages, he leered over and positioned his head on the barsgazing in and looking intently on at the slaves. The girl he was...looking atmust have only been around 14-15. She was naked except for a pair of very highlooking stilettos that she wore. Her neck had been encased in a steel collar,and a chain had been looped through a hole positioned on the back. The chainwas strung up above here head, but it was pulled taut so her movement waslimitless, there fore preventing. You see, that was the last time that your father would do that for me. He can’t stand punishing me. I beg for it all the time but he only gives in a couple of times a year. I need it a lot more often than that…like every day. I had to promise to never ask him again if he would do it in front of you. He couldn’t wait to get it over with. That’s why he rushed through it like that.”She let that sink in and then she asked, “Will you punish me please. I can’t get off without it. I’ve tried!. "Damn, I think my dick is getting in the way of me stripping you."I stepped away. "Don't worry, Todd, no memory is perfect," I informed him, prior to taking it off myself. "You can still undo my bra though." Oh, your set is dark green, that is sexy on you, sis." As opposed to pink, yellow, blue or any other color?" I wondered, snatching his hands.I brought them to my back. "No more talking now, Todd. Undress me and let me strip you. Then I want you to make sweet love to me." I can do that,. Twice...three times in quick succession before pulling away.He moaned out loud, his eyes closed as I reached forward to curl my fingers around the base of his shaft where I slid my hand upwards, watching as even more of his precum oozed from the eye of his swollen knob to leak down the side of his shaft. It looked so tempting, so inviting, nestled there on the tip of his knob. I had always loved the taste of precum and would often do something like this for Mike. As these thoughts invaded my.