From the first day that I was introduced to Stacy I was taken with her. I guess that being 22, fairly attractive, in good shape, and just out of colle...e made me attractive to her as she ended up with a monster crush on me that really opened the door to the rest of this story. The tale between us started out with the customary stares and giggles from Stacy when she was only twelve. Everyone knew that Stacy had a crush on me, though we all just dismissed it as youthful infatuation and I always. You need to control these urges. What happens when I’m not here and the urges grab you? How long before you play with yourself against my wishes, or find someone else to fuck…Barbara again, or perhaps even Mark?’ ‘No! Please Master, I would never do that again. I love you!’ ‘Then prove it to me by controlling your cravings.’ She whined, knowing I wasn’t going to help her, and that’s when the wriggling and writhing would start. They were a subtle shifting of her legs and body against the surface. She next puts blue plastic pants over the diaper, except this time the pants are snapped on not pull-ups. The pants are translucent so I can still see the patterns on the diaper.Next she has me sit up so she can remove my top."We need to get all girly today for grandpa," she said."Where am I?"For an answer she slapped my leg hard. "You are his now. Do you want to be spanked then keep on talking." I wanted none of this. I want to go home.Except I realized that I was indeed a slave for now. Even. "I'm not asking my family," Gail explained to Karen before turning back to me. "Usually a woman's father 'gives' her to her groom. Since I don't have a dad, I'd like my hero to do it instead."I sat there with an open mouth until finally Karen said, "He'd be honored."Originally they were planning on a relatively simple ceremony in the college chapel, to be followed by an even simpler reception at a local restaurant, but that was before Julie Pinsky got involved. Julie excitedly announced to us.