The sweet liquid burned like hell, and she spun her head to the side to spit it out. The small trickle that rolled down Brenda's esophagus felt scaldi...g hot, but it settled with a warming glow in the pit of her tummy. A second swallow was received more favorably. By the time that Brenda took her third swill of the heady dew, she found herself tentatively stretching her tortured muscles and taking stock of her condition in general.The negligée she wore was muddy, but only a small section. I was in a new combination which made me feel so naked and femme...justmy long straight brunette wig, cage, and heels..Daddy owns my body, Ithought as I stepped out of the bathroom looking back at himI walked quickly to the bed and saw my suitcase on the floor behind it,I just rolled the whole thing now across the hotel suite to the otherbathroom, now a mess with the detritus of a sissy whore living herdreams...I picked up the suitcase, now much lighter and placed it onthe counter, quickly. That was as close to hell as he ever wanted to be. His dad lived in that hell with no love, no emotions, no words, because he wanted to be close to his son for three years. Then it had hit Johnny like a ton of bricks, he had fallen for the valuing of being right as more important than getting what he wanted. A human mistake that we all face on occasion.Teresa touched Johnny, “Are you okay?”Johnny reached out and hugged Teresa so tight, she was having trouble breathing and then she realized her. I walked his wife to their gite. Inside she said she had told him that I would be happy if he tries it on with my wife. She said he will definitely have taken her by the hand and will be in the bedroom now. Then she said that I should give them some time together, with that she undid my shirt and pulled my shorts down, I unzipped her dress unclipped her bra and pulled her knickers down. She lay back on the bed and opened her legs and asked me to lick her pussy. So I did. I brought her to a.